Sunday, May 10, 2009

Death is Smaller Than I Thought

My Mother and Father died some years ago
I loved them very much.
When they died my love for them

Did not vanish or fade away.

It stayed just about the same,
Only a sadder colour.

And I can feel their love for me,
Same as it ever was.

Nowadays, in good times or bad,

I sometimes ask my Mother and Father

To walk beside me or to sit with me

So we can talk together

Or be silent.

They always come to me.
I talk to them and listen to them

And think I hear them talk to me.

It's very simple –
Nothing to do with spiritualism

Or religion or mumbo jumbo.

It is imaginary.
It is real.
It is love.
Adrian Mitchell

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