When I hear that nobody else will be by your side

on the day that you will feel at your most lonesome,

I try to hide my disappointment

but I know as I make my way

across town to the shaded autumn glade,

one shrouded in finery and the memories

of my own Grandfather’s ashes

I will do my best to remember the good

times we shared.

 

I’ve only ever been there once

I could not go on the day when they took

My hero away, I could not face the prospect