Sid John Gardner

Sid John Gardner Poems

He wished her to remember him.
When he had gone, she found them
Tiny paper notes.

We weep no more for those we love and are gone,
How many tears were shed now the eyes are dry.
A last phone call, a morning kiss, a hand held briefly.
Memories as shadows in darkness always with us.

Dwell not on the sun that will never shine again,
That heartfelt agony to never again see her face.
Does she know the hurt the, regret, the pain,
The skies now darken and close is the ended race.

She liked her sausages well done and not too many.
Her plate was full with a whole English Breakfast.
Three at the table with jam marmite, bread and butter.
His eyes narrowed as he saw her uneaten sausage,

Her love was like a demand for unpaid tax.
First the brown paper envelope suggested dread.
Then the demand said...'PAY UP',
He demanded an appeal on the £3480.40.

There they sit in sartorial glee,
Waiting for their next gigantic fee.
It does'nt care, it never sleeps,
That institution is here for keeps.

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Paper Love.

He wished her to remember him.
When he had gone, she found them
Tiny paper notes.

left under her pillow, in her book,
Carefully pinned to her coat.
Just a piece of himself in words.

Silly but heartfelt, hoped she would remember.
Spelled out with happiness and smiles.
Saying....simply............'I Love You'.

Sid John Gardner Comments

Scarlett Treat 09 October 2008

SJ has been reworking some of his poems and reposting, and the two I just read are zingers! Very well done!

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Amber ... 20 September 2008

thank you. I have read some of your poems. Very good work.

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