Requiem

The sun shone brightly on the green
The greenest green I'd ever seen
The sun seemed brighter than before
The sea slow lapping on the shore
My eyes did see such lovely things
Then closed as my imaginings
Went calmly back to whence they came
And would not ever see again......

by David Keig

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This poem is about my father who is very very ill in the UK.