Things that we carry In our heads Are sometimes too heavy to bear, Too heavy to live with, Too raw to share,
Away from the light In the middle of the night I recalled the sight That had given us a fright on our golden wedding anniversary…
Everywhere I go She is not there Everywhere I look She is nowhere Can’t see her anywhere
She was so tender, So loving, so giving, Both virgins, such sweetness, Meeting in that front room In her sister’s house
When he saw you You reminded him of his mother, Not that you look like her You don’t, But because he’s your brother
'The clocks might stop For you and me, Time is of the essence, Can’t you see?' 'What’s the hurry,
There’s a gentle lapping on the sh… A sunny day, we hope for more. The sea is saying come on in, Yet much too cold to take a swim. Sailing boats are out in force
Oh let there be no sound, Music or conversation, Sweet silence is profound And is a rare occasion While we mourn together
Hundreds of dinners are cooking As I walk through the estate, Hundreds of husbands are drinking In the local pubs with their mates… Pork, beef, lamb, and ham,
The roses here grow on Year after year, While people have gone Year after year. Yet we are still together,
The village church upon the hill Has had its fill Of bodies under slabs so still. A thousand years the tower has sto… Originally was made of wood,
When my eyes upon the raw world lo… First thing in the morning, watery… Hoping to reflect the sun rising i… I think upon the darkside of the n… The realm that I’ve just left to…
There’s this dread Of living on our own, Of being home alone, Of feeling half-dead. We looked after mum,
The sun was shining as I drove into the village. Several people on the kerb stared at
When I hug My ninety year old mother It is as though I am hugging a bird: A wiry body, as if