The Letter

Sorry, not to have kept in touch,
The winter here was damp and long.
The job went on as usual,
I have my music, my friends, and my songs.

 

My sister moved down in April,
The neighbors finished their building at last.
The children are all doing fine in school,
But they're growin’ up too fast.

 

And yes, a week can seem a long time,
But the months they go by too,
And a year can seem a lifetime,
But we still miss you.

 

Donna got married in August,
And you were right - she married Paul,
The little one's an artist in London;
She'll be the best, or no one at all.

 

And Cousin Wally came down in September,
He fixed all our broken TVs.
Dad keeps a hand in the business;
Talks of travel, but isn't really free.

 

And yes, a week can seem a long time,
But the months they go by too,
And a year can seem a lifetime,
But we still miss you.

 

For twelve months, I've brought you flowers,
Forever gone, but not forgotten;
One thing I've learned, in the hardest of hours,
Is that in each of us, a part of you lives on.

 

And yes, a week can seem a long time,
But the months they go by too,
And a year can seem a lifetime,
But we still miss you.
Oh, we still miss you.

 

© Val Sherwood

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