I remember the day I first saw you
I was rooted to the spot as if with glue
My imagination it did run wild
As it should in the mind of a child


This was my new home but it felt like a castle
Moving here would cause no hassle
3 daughters and 2 sons, a mum and dad
Never knowing what was to come would make them so sad


A childhood spent in a wondrous place
Me so small with this great sense of space
I love the memories of you and what you brought
Was it you that gifted me this power of thought


You were not a house you were my friend
And the history of it should be penned
You had coal fires in every room
That in winter would lift my gloom
And entire winters felt like June


Your plaster cornice and wooden doors
With what seemed like field sized floors
No central heating was there to be had
But even that never made me sad


I marvelled at your odd looking stair
As it twisted around like pleated hair
I had to leave you when I started school
I'm sorry if I hurt you it was not meant to be cruel


I went to school and had so much fun
Playing with my friends in the summer sun
The school bell would ring and I would run home to you
I thought you were amazing all upright and true


In many ways you were like a womb
That I was not to leave any time soon
Many a good memory I do remember
Approaching the month called September


I look out the window I see nothing but trees
This was winter fuel so we would not freeze
Many a day spent cutting and gathering wood
So many fires and they all needed food


A life so healthy and it just felt so good
To go back to this I surly would
As time passed the house filled with new things
The hard work of a father, mother and the rewards that it brings


New things arrived in boxes of cardboard
As the panelled doors were covered in hardboard
The modern look were the reason and the goal
As the love of my life lost a little of its soul


Wood covered over or painted white
I thought this is not good this is not right
I was to small no one would listen to me
As I watched the fire eat another piece of tree


The love of my life was just like me
It was experiencing changes, for all to see
The years passed we grow older together
We were like, 2 birds of a feather


It was on a night so long a go
That life changed forever, this is so
I heard a scream as I lay in bed
I woke to find my brother was dead


People changed forever that day
He would never be back no matter how hard you pray
A mother and father struck with grief
This would last a lifetime, so not be brief


You deal with it in the best way you can
I have no idea of their pain, I just don't understand
It was strange, I felt nothing, I just grit my teeth
As everyone around me exploded with grief


The months passed but people were not the same
For some this would be a lifetime of pain
Laughing and joking as best they try
Then in moments of remembering, they would cry
Never understanding it happening to them or the reason why


The years passed but the pain will never really heal
But it did not affect the ability to feel
Time passed and years went by
I saw less and less people cry


My life gathered pace as did the years
Slowly losing some of my fears
I had girlfriends here and there
Some were better looking than others to be fair


But some had beauty that would cause you to stare
But this effect was always very rare
My next love was motorbikes all shiny and new
My first one was green but I wanted it in blue


I spent many a summer night exploring far and wide
No one for company no one by my side
I could travel to the top of very high places
Recollecting my life as I gazed over open spaces


I liked the silence only interrupted with thought
So much understanding I think this has brought
The years roll on further up the hill
This story isn't about Jack or Jill


I was introduced to marshal arts
I went to a class for new starts
I threw myself into it as I do with anything I like
And that why I bought a bigger motorbike


This period of my life to me was special
Sailing an emotional sea with me as the vessel
Sometimes stormy, sometimes calm
As it is at times between a woman and a man


A roller coaster of emotion between two young people
But never reaching the view of a church steeple
She had eyes of blue and her hair was blonde
And memories that I will hold so fond


When a relationship means so much
To your memory it will always touch
There is nothing wrong in remembering something good
If it meant so much then it always should


For some they may not understand
But maybe they have not had that type of relationship with a woman or man
My Father and Mother had had a hard life
But both found real love as man and wife


My bond with my mother is strong and true
To my father I cant say the same of you
But on the day that you did die
I then found out a real reason to cry


I was young I felt hurt and so in turn
The bridge between us I did burn
I was angry at you and I was cross
I didn't know I loved you until your loss


All in all life could have been better
Through all the pom poms and a hand knitted sweater
But some people get raw deals in life that they don't deserve
But through it all you must preserve


The loving, understanding person that you might be
That you are open so everyone can see
That no matter how bad things can get
Never let your life be filled with regret.