Through the bluebell field's I go
I look back in haste and trust you will remember me as the much loved husband, father and grandfather that I once was.
Those strong memories I leave behind shall not fade.
Plant a tree in rememberance of me.
For now I shall move forward through thy field,
Where family and friends wait to greet me on arrival.
Till we meet again.
Fairwell

© Suzanne Valiantis