The time you went away
You were taken from me
Even though I begged you stay.
As you cycled down the road
He was driving far too fast
No comprehension of the Highway Code.
Your memory in my mind
It’s that time again
Life can be so unkind.
And I slowly walk that street
Don’t know what I’m hoping for
Perhaps your spirit I will meet.
But I do it any way
Every year when it’s that time again
And it’s that time again today.
As I walk the street with head hung low
I pass the spot where you lay in pain
Oh my Simon I do miss you so.
Lifting debris, papers and the such
Hands in pockets and deep in thought
Then on my leg a gentle touch!
A black cat walking at the side of me
Its head was also bowed down low
I wondered where it wanted to go.
And the cat stopped too
It looked up at me
As if he knew!
How I wished that it could talk.
My heart beat faster as the cat replied
I will always walk by your side!
A Poem by Chris Christodoulou 5.10.2017