The Space Left By You.

 

The space left by you

 

And so the small leaves come fluttering down

to quietly cover the place where you lie now.

 

Your disappearance expected for so long,

all the same has caught us by surprise.

 

Thoughts now occur of the absences

of our talks,  of your  tottering walks,

 

your love of a joke, the ease of your smile,

your anger too for a government – so cruel

 

of its rough trod  way of breaking poor  people,

of trying to destroy, a small community –

 

that birthed you, succoured you, raised you,

and the close knit family from which you grew.

 

And this place left you the memories of its people

until it was time for you, in your way, to leave too.

 

And so the small leaves come fluttering down

to quietly cover the place where you lie now.

 

Peter Lenaghan   2^nd August 1938 to 20^th September 2019

And so another adventure begins….

 

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