Despite its proximity to the main road
Sunday, June 15th, 2003 05:19 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
lizziecSutton cemetary is one of the most peaceful places I can find.
On a sunday there are no cars allowed so it's really very nice, even if it is quite a trek up that hill to where daddy is buried.
It's the first time I've been in years...at least 3 and the first time I've been without mum. Same goes for Phil.
It was interesting. We were going for different reasons. I was going to pay tribute and remember my daddy. Philip was going because he felt it was the right thing to do for a man he doesn't even remember.
We took yellow roses and white carnations. We cut them to the right size. We cleaned off the gravestone. It doesn't look like anyone had cleaned it for years. I don't suppose they had.
We took a picnic up and had it sitting on the grave. Philip offered the headstone an iced bun. He's funneh ^.^
And sweet.
Long Distance
Though my mother was already two years dead
Dad kept her slippers warming by the gas,
Put hot water bottles her side of the bed
And still went to renew her transport pass
You couldn't just drop in - You had to phone
He'd put you off an hour to give him time
To clear away her things and look alone
As though his still raw love were such a crime.
He couldn't risk my blight of disbelief
Though sure that very soon he'd hear her key
Scrape in the rusted lock and end his grief
He knew she'd just popped out to get the tea.
I believe life ends with death, and that is all
You haven't both gone shopping; just the same
In my new black leather phone book there's your name
And the disconnected number I still call.
Tony Harrison
On a sunday there are no cars allowed so it's really very nice, even if it is quite a trek up that hill to where daddy is buried.
It's the first time I've been in years...at least 3 and the first time I've been without mum. Same goes for Phil.
It was interesting. We were going for different reasons. I was going to pay tribute and remember my daddy. Philip was going because he felt it was the right thing to do for a man he doesn't even remember.
We took yellow roses and white carnations. We cut them to the right size. We cleaned off the gravestone. It doesn't look like anyone had cleaned it for years. I don't suppose they had.
We took a picnic up and had it sitting on the grave. Philip offered the headstone an iced bun. He's funneh ^.^
And sweet.
Long Distance
Though my mother was already two years dead
Dad kept her slippers warming by the gas,
Put hot water bottles her side of the bed
And still went to renew her transport pass
You couldn't just drop in - You had to phone
He'd put you off an hour to give him time
To clear away her things and look alone
As though his still raw love were such a crime.
He couldn't risk my blight of disbelief
Though sure that very soon he'd hear her key
Scrape in the rusted lock and end his grief
He knew she'd just popped out to get the tea.
I believe life ends with death, and that is all
You haven't both gone shopping; just the same
In my new black leather phone book there's your name
And the disconnected number I still call.
Tony Harrison
