It’s been a while since my last post. So much has happened, some good and some truly awful. With broken hearts we farewelled Nicks dad who lost his battle with cancer. It has been very hard to stay on track and prioritise things when for us, family is everything. Things like preparing the house and our belongings for uplift just don’t seem important. Leaving feels impossible and selfish. Nicks dad was a very private man who was not a fan of social media. I hope he doesn’t mind me posting here how much he will be missed. He was a father figure to me for nearly 30 years and losing him is felt deeply. Not just by Nick and I but by everyone who knew him. I honour him today, and always.
30 years ago on your lounge room floor
I spilt my port then asked for more
You judged me not but poured me more
And the stain remains on the lounge room floor!
I knew right then we would hit it off
The young whipper snapper and the English toff
I was nervous as hell if truth to be told
And I was honoured to become one of the fold
A father figure for so many years
You regaled me with stories of your golden years
I would listen with wonder to all of your tales
On the edge of my seat, would he prevail?
But you always did, as the good guys win
Tell me another, let’s pour a gin!
Stories aplenty, they came thick and fast
I would sit there enthralled of memories past
A young man your prime, you met the love of your life
And decided you wanted to make her your wife
You knocked on her door, with hope in your heart
And won over her love, till death do you part
A shining example of commitment and love
Your lessons shine on while you watch from above
From the streets of London to far off shores
Your adventures were awesome and left me wanting for more
You served with such honour of which we were proud
But I knew to never say it out loud
Humble as always, you’d say with a smile
“Let’s keep it for us, at least for a while”
But I know how you blocked the Suez Canal
How you jumped out of planes as if banal
How you flew into the desert, barren and bare
And landed on the only tree living peacefully there
How Ronnie and Reggie thought they had won
But their ashtrays are now with your dutiful sons.
With your red beret atop of your head
A man of courage, the foe should dread
But there was more to you than the hardened Bobby
To my kids you were an amazing Poppy
Playing trains on the floor or pushing the swing
Feeding ducks in the park was their favourite thing
Your kind gentle ways will stay with them
As a true example of a proper gentleman
It’s hard to believe you are no longer here
A force larger than life and one held so dear
I honour your memory today and always
You will live in my heart for the rest of my days
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