These are the days
you never saw;
sun rises, sun sets
just as before,
but you have been laid
to rest,
never to rise
in a morning of time,
never to set
when a day is done.
These are the days
we never thought
you would
never
see.
In Memoriam: George Myerscough
(20th January 1920 - 30th November 2005)
2 comments:
Just wanted to say I found this...well, you know...'moving' seems to common a word...thanks for putting it on.
And you do look quite a bit like your dad!
Thanks, AB.
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