Fathers Words To His Daughter

A lone figure sitting on the floor

Legs crossed

Staring at the smallest one there

He doesn’t say anything

He doesn’t move.

He is silent in a silent place

The place that no one speaks

People acknowledge others with a nod and a small look in the eye

Everyone understands why everyone else is there

Everyone understands a little of each other’s pain,

But no one understands it completely.

Everyone changes the flowers,

Removes the old and puts in the new.

Collects the water and fills up the vases

He just sits there

Alone with his memories,

All but a few but the most important in the world

The only things that he has

The only things he will ever have

He says a lot sitting there

Silent words from him to her

She will never answer him back but he will always think them

They will never be said out loud

But they will always be so important

They are a fathers words to his daughter!

 We went to Rhianna Lily’s grave the other day, and her flowers needed changing. I walked down the little path in the graveyard to get some water to fill up her vase, as I was walking back up the path Mr L was sitting on the ground next to Rhianna’s grave deep in thought.

It was a really touching watching him and I came home and wrote this for the two of them.