Douglas Poem by Kevin East

Douglas, you will love again
I'm your mother and I feel your pain
You're not too old- only 50 dear
Brian's an OAP, he remarried last year.
And Douglas's childhood returns in his head
The sun won't heal the rain
Remember butterfly summers instead
Blotting paper for the pain.
Douglas, son, you must move on
We all have crosses to bear
You can see your children now and again
Take them to the fair.
And where did all the loyal friends go
Blown free by the ill wind that sucked you below
Promises fail that are written in snow.
Douglas you are drinking too much
You won't find peace in a glass
Maybe you need a counsellor
Or a weekly yoga class.
Son, I miss your dad you know
They say time is a great healer.
Make the best of life
The farce, the show
Curse the cards but don't blame the dealer.
But Douglas he will cry alone
His masquerade won't cover his tears
And Douglas he will die alone
When he wakes tomorrow to face his fears.