I wrote the following poem earlier today. I wasn't sad when I wrote it, it was simply good to remember ...
I thought that if I made a start, others might like to post something of personal meaning to them and their loved ones too.
Janice xx
Missing you all over again
(Ten years, 10 months, 1 week, 2 days on)
Your hand in mine
Your voice
Your laugh
The line of your cheek
The mischief in your eyes
Your huffing and puffing and meh-ing at the injustices in your own, sweet little world
Your energy
And brightness
Your delightfulness
Beauty in mind and spirit
These things I always carry with me
Yet, miss intensely
Still.
I've got another 'keen'... Ouch!