Wind in hair.
I took you there.
Roof down.
We rode round town.
Young and free.
It was meant to be.

Wind in hair.
We travelled there.
By passenger jet.
Foreign lands we met.
Wiser and older.
Beauty in eye of beholder.

Wind in hair.
Memories to share.
Two kids in tow.
A family to grow.
Happy and content.
A life heaven sent.

Your face is permanently etched on the inside of my eyelids.
Your acid similar to a scar on my heart.

Death is life as life is death
Keep on going till your very last breath
Keep on going till you breathe no more
No more breath fear not death
Fear not life
It's too short
Live life love life
till your last breath

I couldn't  look you in the eye
Knowing that your Dad was soon to die.
My guts were twisted.
It's "terminal" the doctor said.
It didn't register in your head.
You were just a kid.
Why is my dad blind?
Life is wicked, so unkind!
His last words to you were "I love you son"
I led you away.
You were unaware it would be his final day.
The suffering passed from father to son.
You fell apart.
Too early was he to depart.
No more dad.
A grieving son.
A heavy heart can weigh a ton.
He lives on through you.
Memories and thoughts are never far away.
I will never forget that very sad day!

Left kidney aches and a hum resonates in the cranium.
The boiler kicks in with its usual click, click, buzz.
Silence is broken by a whoosh overhead plane breaking clouds above.
All is quiet.
All is tranquil.

If I could just see you again.