Saturday 18 September 2010

Two years on...

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Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message He Is Dead,
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

He was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood.
For nothing now can ever come to any good.

W. H. Auden.

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The two years since Dad died have gone quickly.
That's him on the left, circa 1974.

The guy with his head stuck in a bush is me, when I had more hair.
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14 comments:

  1. The W.H.Auden poem is very fitting to express our feelings when we lose someone whom we love so dearly... this is a lovely tribute to his memory.

    I think the photo is so sweet, Father and Son, two handsome men, no doubt you were the best of friends as well.

    All of that hair :-), but you would not have looked out of place in the 1970's, it was very much the fashion of that era.

    xoxoxo ♡

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  2. What a great photo, with you and your dad sharing the same lovely smile! All the best, Lee.

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  3. Great photo, and a fine tribute. I think I'll raise a wee dram in his honor.

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  4. I can feel your emotion from the poem.

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  5. Wonderful words, you were a lucky man to have had such love, I can see that you cherish it.

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  6. You were ginger? How did you cope?

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  7. But why did both of you look more like brothers? (I'm glad you look less hippy now..hehe)

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  8. Wonderful photo and perfect poem.

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  9. A lovely pair!

    So sorry for your loss. Memory's are dear when you miss your loved ones.
    xo

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  10. Such a sad poem and so true. At first I thought I was looking at you and one of your sons! You and your dad have the same great smile and the same twinkle in your eyes.

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  11. sorry, great poem, you look just like him.

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  12. Feels like yesterday when you told the news.
    My mum's will be 10 years in Oct. I rember how she said she was watching the Sydney Olympics opening and felt so proud to know I now live in Australia. When the 10 year anniversary came up last week I was pretty sad actualy.

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  13. Wonderful photo, and strong resemblance. Looks like he had a great sense of humor.

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  14. great photo of the two of you and as you said perfection is god, and i say this is it.

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