He Used To Say. Poem by Alistair Plint

When my dad
handed
his life support ticket in
We cried
like babies
We rewrote
pages of his life

Three siblings
with a common goal
and no regrets

The funeral was
ridiculously hard
but we did it

We had focus
look after our mother

I woke up one night
wondering
is this
what he meant
when he said
"If you stand on top of the mountain
you can see
all around you."

That's when I understood
that some people
live with you
forever



[~ <3 ~]