Monday 6 August 2018

Rain falling upon Gurra Gurra creek

Rain clouds gathered 
Cold squally winds blew 
A wintry shower was falling
Maybe the heavens knew
Raindrops fell in quietness
My heart was heavy too
My father lies in darkness
His pain no longer silent; true
I come to keep my vigil
Does he say goodbye to me too
He's given up the battle
Says he no longer wants to
Be; or live this lonely life
He misses his equilibrium
He misses my mum; his wife
She was his whole life too...


6th August 2018

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