I’m sending my love post-haste to heaven,
sealed up in a package for you.
It’s wending its way, with speed, no delay,
I cast it, and away it flew.
I am hoping that you will receive it,
for I really want you to know,
Though you are not here, you’re everything dear,
I’m still missing your presence so.
Please accept this parcel that I’m sending.
Inside lies devotion profound.
Sorry if you find, I’m not there in kind,
I’m down here and sadly earthbound.
But I treasure you every moment,
And if only wishes weren’t dreams.
I’d crave your return, for that I so yearn,
carried back on sparkling sunbeams.
© Ernestine Northover
Your memories are very dear to you and it shows in this poem a warm 10 Chris
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A deeply touching poem Ernestine, expertly delivered as always. Love, Andy xx