Tribute To A Badminton Demon Poem by T J Morgan

What a void you've left in my life
do you know how much you're missed?
how many people you affected throughout your life?
I look at your picture every day, it still hurts
You took me in when I lost my way
held me when life got too much
Showed me the gentle way
Slowly un-twisted teenage rages

Now I wish I'd talked to you more
taken the time, instead of going out
Finished off the Greek course we started
I wish you could see my children,
you gave me my childhood back
regressed self inflicted damage
Made me strong and proud,
to be your grand-daughter.