May, for me, is a month of all kinds of celebrations…

memories…

and moments…

One of the biggies is the birthday of my beloved Dad.

And in honour of his memory I am posting a poem written by my very talented sister, FEC.

While in my bed “Three wishes, he said.

This generous magic man

With legs and arms so tanned.

 

Wish number one – I have begun!

 

I wish to hear that laugh so dear,

In place of lifes perpetual fears.

Don’t let it die. Don’t let it sigh.

For just one second is all I beckon.

 

Wish number two- Tis so few!

 

I wish to see that face so kind,

It’s features young with scarce a line.

Don’t let it cry. Don’t let it sigh.

For just one second is all I beckon.

 

Wish number three- Yes so much to see!

 

I wish just that and I want him back.

Don’t be so cruel, it’s an evil tool:

Death of a man, why make it him?

I wish him near. Oh, please just here.

 

“Three wishes,” he said And my heart still bled.

Till next time.

Tipsy Pipsy xo