13th January 2025

 

warm bed

frosty winter morning

cold dog nose

© Rachel Green January 2025

You were stability within my life

working hard and caring for your loved ones

but your world shattered when you lost your wife

and left you with an empty heart at once.

I never saw you cry but on that day

when we sent our mother to the final burn

something broke inside, and never did you say

her name again except in dismay churn.

You did your best to raise a teenage son

although you had to mock their sense of worth

for you were very much a man begun

with sarcastic comments cloaked in English mirth.

 But though disease took hold and made you fall

 you were the best a father's son could call.

© Rachel Green January 2025