THE ONES WE MISS
The ones we miss and long to kiss
are far beyond our reach.
We age and faces crease with time,
while they stay young and in their prime.
What we would give to turn back time
to stop the clock, to draw the line.
To have just one more chance to say
to have them never go away.
We rage inside and wonder why?
Why them? Why me? It isn’t fair
All we want is to have them there,
to see them sitting in the chair.
To ask them why they went away,
and left us here to live a day
without them here to help us by,
then we would never need to cry.
The grief it never goes away,
just something we live with day after day.
We close our eyes to see their face
and desperately feel for their embrace.
On and on and on goes life,
sometimes fun and sometimes strife.
They stay held close, tucked up onside,
memories sweet to keep alive.
Our life will never be the same,
but we must try to play the game
to carry on for their dear sake,
to love the ones left in their wake.
The question is, where did they go?
Of course, that is something we will never know.
I’m told that we are of the stars.
So maybe there is life on Mars!
by Jeanne Mayo
For my son-in-law Chris Pettit who died suddenly at 33 of a heart attack, leaving a 1 year old son and my lovely daughter. Nearly 9 years on and we still miss him very much and think of him every day. My daughter Emma has had to be so strong bringing up her son without his father; life has been so hard for her. She is doing a great job with her son. I know she misses Chris so much. I do all I can to support her, I hope one day she will be happy again.
