Missing You By Penelope Shuttle. Felix Mendelssohn- Bartholdy –Violin Concerto in E minor 2nd mov

This year, no one will ask how you voted

Or of you know the way to town

No one will call you as an eyewitness

Or teach you how to train a bird of prey

No one will bring you your new Scientist

Try to sell you double glazing

Or tell you the secrets

People will write to you

But you won't answer their letters

The high sheriff of mistletoe will never catch your eye again

No one will peel apples for you

Or love you more than you can bear

No one will forget you

I wept in Tesco, Sainsburys and in Boots

Where they give me medicine for grief

But I wept in Asda, in Woolworths, and in the library

Where they give me books on grief

I wept in Clarks

Looking in vain for shoes that would stop me weeping

I wept on The Peace March

And all through the war

I wept in Superdrug

Where they give me free box of tissues

I wept in the churches

The empty empty churches

And in the House of Commence

They voted me out of office

I've lived with your death for a year

That despot death

That realist, stunned

As if I've just given birth to a foal

Or made an enemy of the rain

All at once you have more important things to live

Death is the feather in your cap

The source of your fame

My darkest lesson

This dropout year closes

I begin my second year without you

Just me and the paper-thin world