Today I laid wreaths for both of you
But couldn’t feel your presence
Not like at Howard’s funeral
Where you unexpectedly held my hand.
Then tonight I saw an restaurant on TV.
It wasn’t far south of Derby
And I thought I could take you there
But then realised it’s too late.
So I remember Hatton Hall, Chatsworth,
How you loved the South bank.
The great afternoon tea and awful
Christmas at Crewe hall.
Birthdays at the Ramblers
you phoning me on New Year’s Day
To say you’d been dancing on the table
In the Red Cow on New Year’s Eve.
LM Collis Dec 2019
