The times at night when thoughts take flight
...and tears do come..
my mind holds close to the softness of my family warm and laughing...
and now so scattered.

And how to be now he is gone...and my heart is so alone.
"I love you big four up in the stars and the sky" said he to our daughter when she asked him aged four, how much he loved her, thirty years ago... and still we write the words in his memory in letters and cards...