Giant
Posted on: August 6, 2012
There is nothing left of the brave giant I once knew,
The one who fought, loved and prayed just like me and you.
He has been given to same the river his wife went to,
To become the oceans, the rains and the morning dew.
There is nothing left of the man who once protected me,
The one who started as a son and left generations of three.
He has been released from the earth to roam forever free,
To visit the furthest stars and climb the tallest, oldest trees.
There is so much left to us by the loving man who led us here,
We were given his strengths, his hopes and even his fears.
His greatness will carry on through those he held so dear,
For the rain and the stars will always keep him close and near.
Red and Gold
Posted on: May 17, 2012
Us. There we were, dressed in so many colours, like a sea of purples, greens, blues and pinks surrounding you. There was no black, I remember that.
You. You were there in your brand new suit, such a perfect fit and looking so smart. Our fathers and brothers had spent the morning getting you ready. So carefully.
We draped red and gold over you, surrounded you with notes of love and gratitude. And then there were the roses I’d prepared the night before – yellow, white and red.
I could still smell those roses when I got home that evening.
Everyone commented on how well the florist had done to arrange flowers to our wishes, your drivers were so courteous and obliging. Everyone was so kind.
What a perfect day. The sun was shining after a long week of rain and grey. Our cars were never parted by lights or traffic. With you til the very end.
Driving home without you was the scariest moment of my life, I felt like I had to run back because I had forgotten to take you with me.
And so the birds stopped singing, the stars stopped shining and the world stopped turning… they all stopped to tell me to walk on, just like you did once.
Your spirit, your soul and your memories shall always remain by my side. But you cannot for you are home now. It’s time to rest.
Missing
Posted on: April 23, 2012
In the final moment, you light up our darkness as if the tunnel is too bright,
And you give us your smile as if the ones before were not enough for our memories.
You repeat words of your love as if you’d not spent your life showing it to us…
Your eyes begged us to remember the laughter and joy, please forget the pain.
Whispers leave behind an echo of your wish to be only in the happiest of stories,
Your hands squeeze tight like the hugs you want to be giving us til the last second.
Where will the light be when you’ve gone?
And who will give us the strength to smile?
Who will be whispering jokes for our laughter?
Where will laughter begin without yours?
Your hope has been the bud to ours…
How do flowers grow without the sun?
In Peace
Posted on: April 22, 2012
Who will take care of you in heaven then?
Will grandma or someone else be there to feed you?
I know they will but it’s just a case of how and when,
Maybe, perhaps or eventually just won’t do.
So if you’re hungry, send me a bird to feed,
If you’re lost, ask me to switch on the light.
If you’re lonely, come visit me in my dreams,
If you’re tired, ask me to carry you til night.
But dear grandad, don’t tire yourself out for me,
You spent a lifetime building my heaven on Earth,
All I really need is for you to rest forever peacefully,
Knowing your love has been my peace since birth.
Seaside
Posted on: April 3, 2012
Let’s go to the seaside,
I’ll help you write your b-side,
We’ll put all our worries to one side.
The sun’s shining on our smiles,
It’s just blue and blue for miles,
So let’s watch couples on their aisles.
Cause I wouldn’t be anywhere else,
Couldn’t be with anyone else,
I’ll never need anything else.
So when they take away the excess,
I see I’m well and truly blessed,
And when you go back to basics,
Your face is where I place it.
You’re the first thought of my day,
And the last when dreams give way.
Now I know our love will never break,
Even when they comb it with a rake,
When I’ve forgotten it’s possible to ache.
Because you’re my sun and my stars,
Healing my wound and scars,
Now let’s make the world ours.
So when they take away the excess,
I see I’m well and truly blessed,
And when you go back to basics,
Your face is where I place it.
You’re the first thought of my day,
And the last when dreams give way.
I can’t fight it, my cover’s blown,
Feeling like your heart’s on loan,
I know I have to make it my own.
So I’m giving you all I’ll ever be,
Hoping you’ll stay here with me,
At the seaside, forever free.
So when they take away the excess,
I see I’m well and truly blessed,
And when you go back to basics,
Your face is where I place it.
You’re the first thought of my day,
And the last when dreams give way.
Leaving
Posted on: March 12, 2012
Just before leaving, you made sure we were okay,
You sat with the little ones and reminded them how to play,
You told us jokes for moments of joy and sorrow,
You hugged us and said you’d see us all tomorrow.
And before leaving you obliged in sharing a meal with me,
Drinking the slightly warm water, happily pretending it was tea.
Tomorrow is here but you are not – I know not to wait.
You were never away long and you were hardly ever late.
I’ll never tell anyone I saw ‘Goodbye’ in your tired eyes,
But I’ll always feel your embrace silencing my cries.
I hope you made it home in time and are resting now,
I’ll see you again soon I’m sure, I just won’t ask how.
Day’s End
Posted on: February 17, 2012
When my day is done and all that’s left is to think of you,
I suddenly feel something that feels brand new.
Hues of grey become a rainbow in my sky,
The longest day seems like it passed me by.
The winter winds cannot rid me of my warmth,
The bitterest soup tastes like sweet port.
Your sparkle is on everything around me,
I am content to let who you are slowly surround me.
Kings and Gods (Lyrics)
Posted on: January 30, 2012
Watching movies about my once upon a time,
I think about the people in the cast,
Now no more than a rhyme,
Gonna make the future into a better past.
So I walk onto the cliffs and shout
‘I’ll keep flying til my luck runs out’
I may have made mistakes,
But so did the kings and gods.
Life exists where a heart aches,
Even for the kings and gods.
So I’ll hold onto my faith,
Not on to the kings and gods.
Your name is just a word to me,
One I’ll always remember well.
I’ve forgotten your third degree,
But also what you made swell.
I see you aren’t on this cliff at all,
But that’s exactly why I won’t fall.
I may have made mistakes,
But so did the kings and gods.
Life exists where a heart aches,
Even for the kings and gods.
So I’ll hold onto my faith,
Not on to the kings and gods.
The sun feels warm on my back,
I can hear the peace in the air.
I see colour in what used to be black,
This smile is something I’ll always wear.
Look into the distance,
Never dreamt of this chance,
Like a wish she grants,
I watch beauty begin to dance.
Life is my new romance.
I may have made mistakes,
But so did the kings and gods.
Life exists where a heart aches,
Even for the kings and gods.
So I’ll hold onto my faith,
Not on to the kings and gods
Found
Posted on: January 20, 2012
Walking through the woods I found a heart waiting to belong to me,
So I lay my head on the chest it was encased in, to hear it skip a beat.
My eyes met kindness and love when I looked up to see if I could be right,
The gentlest of arms were wrapped around me, destined to hold me tight.
In the safest of havens I fall asleep and dream of the man I have as a pillow,
We are walking around an old strong minded tree like the wisest willow.
We are under a twilight sky and he’s showing me the stars in a new light.
I wake up to find those arms wrapped around me – gentle but close and tight.
Your eyes meet mine and I see those stars we counted together in deep depths,
Without saying a word I know you hear my song as if it’s all I have left.
Star Extinguisher
Posted on: December 9, 2011
Will someone please cover up those holes in the night sky?
The only meaning I can give them has gone now.
They once served as the sparks of our kisses,
Now they are pointing to where you once stood.
These little lights were like the remnants of a firework,
But not any more, fireworks aren’t made of cold ice.
Send up a rocket with paint as black as the night sky,
I’ve lost count of how many there will be to take from existence.
But wait. Leave that tiny one next to the moon, I need that one.
It’s my only comfort to know the stars are still ours to share.
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