Not In A Coat & Tie

Three years have passed,

There’s less discomfort,

Given that we can joke about you now,

The things you liked to eat,

To do, to read,

For a moment the heart is saddened,

Thinking of the things you’ll never do,

The places you’ll never see,

The celebration you’ll never be a part of,

At least not in a coat and tie,

You have been moved to memory,

That’s your new home now.

Your birthday comes and goes,

Of course, we know it by heart,

It doesn’t bother us,

We remember you fondly and let it pass,

But this day,

This day is different,

We didn’t see you come,

But we did watch you go,

Slipping away silently from the worldly cove,

Death was so close.

It wasn’t frightening then as it is now,

We are beginning to chart your journey,

And the futility of it all,

Three years have passed,

And every year is a new lesson in what we have lost.