LONE MEMORIES
Sit me self down
And pour me self
A hot drink
Grab me pipe
And pouch
A little ready rub
Goes in
Stoke the fire
Feet up on me stool
Paper to read
Time to shut out the world
Peaceful n quietness
In me room
A puff on me pipe
Sip of me tea
Paper set on the table
For me to read
Bin by me self
For a year and two
Me wife had passed
Gone to another world
Her presence I feel
Every day
She’s their to keep me safe
Memories flood back
From time to time
Sometimes see her
By the corner of me eyes
How I miss her loving smile
Add a little coal
Place on one big log
Keep me fire burning
To keep me cosy warm
Read me paper
From front to back
Have a little supper
Then retire to me bed
And dream for when
Me and me wife
Will meet again
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A sad but endearing piece, good write,
Dave
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this is sad, but reassuring that life goes in, in some manner or the other. I like the optimism in this one. There is also something sad about returning to daily routines after losing a loved one, the idea of "life goes on," i would love to believe that the world stands still when I die, but that is just me, lol......good job....