Fears to combat


Monday 28th December


Grief just happens to be my friend

Quite an unwelcome one at that

Always beside me and in my head

As if I’ve put out the welcome mat


Not many see my companion

It doesn’t live in their habitat

Even as I bump into it

Popping round for a little chat


Others may think it’s been so long

Since around our table you sat

Their lives go on, new plans are made

Whilst I have fears to combat


Missing you poppet

Beloved Angel son


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