A poem written for a lost friend. |
Gone From Sight Only For Eileen, who so many loved. It isn’t real; not yet. But you aren’t there. Not by the door, Smiling as I walk in. Not in your seat by the piano; Watching the children. You watched with pride and joy, How we all grew. I know you are still watching From outside of our limited view. You weren’t there To ask about my sister. Or to chat in the kitchen; I did the teas and you washed up. As the kitchen door opens; I look for you with drinks And I am hopeful. You aren’t there But until yesterday You were on holiday. You were coming back. You didn’t return though. My class couldn’t say it; Thank you for the biscuits. I wonder if they are grateful For all the things they never knew. As we celebrated your life, I was still looking around for you. There were so many people But you weren’t there. I sat at the back And chatted to people; It wasn’t real. Until that moment; That moment of cold realisation. I knew why you weren’t there, You were in that coffin. How could a box of light wood Contain someone so full of life? In my mind I could see you Lying there without that smile. It wasn’t you though. Now you sit by the glistening sea Whilst that smile we saw On the order of service Watches for our boats to arrive And you are happy; I see that now. I will smile as well. I still can’t believe That your light was extinguished, Then I remember, You live on. And one day I will join you But for now I will remember Your smile, your laugh, Your kindness and affection. But most of all, You saw the good in everyone And loved unquestioningly. I’ll get used to not seeing you But I won’t forget you. I will hold your memory sacred Until I can join you in Paradise. Now I know you can’t extinguish A light like yours. Everyday a new light is created While another moves on To spread its warm glow. It’s not real or right Because you aren’t there. I cry when I see the coffin And sing the hymns. I don’t want to say goodbye So I will say … Until we meet again. |