Today we should be blowing the balloons, hanging streamers and collecting your cake!
The house should be filled with love and laughter because it is Valentines Day after all.
Instead few of us gather in a sacred place. With tears streaming and an ache in our hearts.
The tears are strained and plenty.
The loneliness deep and the dark sky’s looming.
Your smile, your laughter, your curiosity and your charm all but a memory.
The smell of Hugo boss empowering the small walls of Ardrahan.
The road ahead seemed so pleasing, the road ahead seemed so long.
Yet one foul swoop, one silly bend.
Your final words, the sudden end.
Please come back if only for one day!