Things that are good to remember,especially No 3

Telephone!

 

TELEPHONE

Telephone told me that you were dead
Now I hate every telephone’s stupid head
I’d rather sit here turning to a block of stone
Than pick up any snake of a telephone

For my parents,who are always with me,thank you Adrian Mitchel

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.