your pottery sits proudly on the window sil at the top of the stairs
You're there in the many family photographs we have on our walls
and the woollen bag you wove is mounted on the wall above the telly
You never really went away
You're there in those little phrases I use all the time
in the person you made me
you're there in the way I behave in life
like the way I put a line across the vertical on all my number 7's
You never really went away
You're always there when I look in the mirror
and you're there when I look at my children - you never met them
but you're there when I see the things they do
So;
...you never really went away
you're in my thoughts
and my memories
and at this time of year
...more so
