RIP BRONWEN – POEM

This morning we are going to Clifford’s friend Bronwen’s funeral, she was tragically killed in a car accident.  Just weeks ago while we were staying in the Natal Midlands, Clifford took Fjord to Pietermaritzburg Museum where Bronwen worked as a curator.  She took him on a personal tour of the museum and he came home awed with all that he had seen.  This poem is not good, maybe I will write a better tribute later or in the future but here it is.  The world has lost someone very special.

RIP BRONWEN

There’s a pain in my heart

and lead in my chest

a sense of deep loss

for what’s laid to rest

There’s a stone on my tongue

a word that is gone

and I’m drifting at sea

in a world all gone wrong

There’s a tear and a sigh

There’s a dream

come to ground

there’s a hole in my whole

because you’re not around