There's a quiet man in the corner He's gently collecting his thoughts There's a quiet man in the corner So much strength today he brought There's a tired man in the corner Another day has run There's a tired man in the corner At daybreak, a new one has begun There's a sleeping man in the corner He's done his duties with such care There's a sleeping man in the corner Many laughs with her he'd share There's a kind man in the corner He was devoted until the end There's a kind man in the corner To him a hand we must extend There's a brave man in the corner I admire all that he has done There's a brave man in the corner, To me, he's the bravest one A poem for David Fenner, a devoted father and husband

Don’t expect me to be where you left me, I can’t promise to wait for you there. I may not see the flowers you gave me, or the tears that will fall as you stare. I will be with the winds on the coastlines, embracing the mountains of snow. I’ll be rushing around on the hillsides, and lighting the fires that glow. I’ll be flying with geese for the winter, and welcoming lambs as they’re born. I’ll be singing with choirs in the theatre, free roaming without any form. Don’t expect me to lie where you left me, there is so much that I wish to do. But I promise with all of my heart, the first place I’ll visit is you. From ‘LOSS; POEMS TO BETTER WEATHER THE MANY WAVES OF GRIEF’

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I am I and you are you, whatever we were to each other that we still are. Speak to me in the easy way which you always used. Why should I be out of mind because I am out of sight? Life means all that it ever meant, it is the same as it ever was.