Poetry

Present & Absent

I find myself caught by surprise
at how I miss the absent look in your eyes
Graciously you participated, albeit oft confused
we watched memories fade as grief left us bruised

Departure came quick
now tears well up thick
I grieve the glimmers of recognition
I miss hearing your accent from Britain
I miss the gardens and the ticking of clocks
I miss picking brusselsprouts off of their stalks

Gardening and adventuring on a long summer day
clambering on the roof and walks down the driveway
Your house in the hill
an incredible thrill

Years passed, an end to child’s play
as we grew older and moved away
Our hearts ached as we watched the decline
as time took its toll on you, body and mind

You were absently present, and now you are gone
now present, yet absent, your legacy lives on