I must apologise for not commenting on many poems at the moment but I am very busy sorting out things for my wife\'s funeral which is next week. Normal Service will be resumed before long.
I look in the mirror
And the person I see is changing.
I can hear a new person when I laugh,
Such a distinctive sound
That I have always known.
The mannerisms that I have
I have known them as well.
So not only has my love for music,
And for nature,
Come from this person,
I am changing into him,
I am becoming my Dad.
A man I had always admired.
A gentle man,
And a gentleman.
No longer with us,
This man who went from life
Over twenty years ago,
Is now resurrected in me.
Thank you Dad.
I will join you soon,
And together we can sit and listen
To, and with our heroes of music.