Days like these 
our life, forever thankful for what we had
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AND PEOPLE STAYED HOME ā Kathleen OāMeara (1869)
āAnd people stayed home
and read books and listened
and rested and exercised
and made art and played
and learned new ways of being
and stopped
and listened deeper
someone meditated
someone prayed
someone danced
someone met their shadow
and people began to think differently
and people healed
and in the absence of people who lived in ignorant ways,
dangerous, meaningless and heartless,
even the earth began to heal
and when the danger ended
and people found each other
grieved for the dead people
and they made new choices
and dreamed of new visions
and created new ways of life
and healed the earth completely
just as they were healed themselves.
Kathleen OāMeara, pen name Grace Ramsay, was an Irish-French Catholic writer and biographer during the late Victorian era.
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Very appropriate in these times Kate x
I thought so too V. Actually it was sent to me. Apparently itās on Facebook but I donāt do FB so a friend WhatsApped it me. xx
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A Birthday Poem For My Beloved Partner (29-8-41)
Iām sending you my love, on this your special day,
As you were sadly taken from me in the month of May.
I wish and hope youāve kept a place,
beside you, just for me,
Then I can hold you, kiss you, hug you,
just like it used to be.
My heart it aches so much these days,
my love for you goes on,
Iāll love you now, forever and always,
until my life is done.
That day will come, I know not when,
just hope it wonāt be long,
As I canāt function very well now that
you are gone.
On this your special day, Iāll light a
candle just for you,
And sending all my love, though my
heart is broke in two.
The sadness in my broken heart is just
too much to bear,
But Iāll wish you Happy Birthday now
from me to you up there.
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Keep writing Daisy-Janet. This poem is quite beautiful and to keep writing like this will, I am sure help you. Pour out your feelings in beautiful poetry, that is dedicated to your Partner. God bless xx
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Oh my gosh! Thank you!! Thereās nothing I can say except it moved me very much. Bless you. Take care.
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Thank you pattidot its just how i feel from the heart. Xx
Thank you jonathan. It moved me to move you. Much appreciated. Xx
An ode for our time
Iāll tell you a tale thatās been recently written,
Of a powerful army so GREAT it saved BRITAIN.
They didnāt have bombs and they didnāt have planes,
They fought with their hearts and they fought with their brains.
They didnāt have bullets and with just a mask,
We sent them to War with one simple task.
To show us the way, to lead and inspire us,
To protect us from harm, to fight off the virus.
It couldnāt be stopped by our bullet proof vests,
An invisible army invaded our chests.
So we called on our weapon, our soldiers in Blue,
All doctors, all nurses, your Country needs you.l
We clapped on the streets, hearts bursting with pride,
As they went off to War, we stayed inside.
They struggled at first as they searched for supplies,
But they stared down the virus, in the whites of its eyes.
They leapt from the trenches and didnāt think twice,
Some never came back, the ultimate price.
So tired, so weary, yet still they fought on,
As the virus was beaten and the battle was won.
The many of us owe so much to so few,
The brave and the bold, our heroes in Blue.
So letās line our streets, and remember our debt,
We love you, our heroes
LEST WE FORGET
By Ella Krystina daughter of Yazmin Holloway
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Depth by Vivian Greene
I did not realise
the depth
of our love
until death
separated us.
I did not know
the depth
of myself
until
the depth
of
my love
was fully
felt.
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I am alone, now I know itās true
There was a time when we were two
Those were the days when we would chat
Doing little jobs of this and that
Weād go to the shops and select our meals
But now Iām one I know how it feels
To try and cook or have meals on wheels
The rooms are empty thereās not a sound
Sometimes Iām lost and wander round
To look for jobs that I can do
To bring back the days when we were two
When darkness falls and curtains drawn
Thatās when I feel most forlorn
But I must be honest and tell the truth
Iām not quite alone and hereās the proof
Because beside me in her chair
She quietly waits our time to share
Kath said to me some time ago
Darling when the time comes for us to go
Letās mix our ashes and be together
So we can snuggle up for ever and ever
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This was written by Bob a widower and picked up by āSivlerlineā
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So sad 
x
Thank you V. x
Iām always pleased when this thread gets revived. Thanks V. Thereās some amazing, powerful stuff on this thread. I often reread it. 
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I needed you today.
I needed you so much it hurt to breathe.
Thereās nothing I wouldnāt give to hold you one more time and tell you how much you mean to me.
I hope I told you this enough when you were here.
I hope you can hear me now when I say it inside my heart, over and over and over.
I love you.
I wish you could see what is going on in this world you left behind. Can you see?
Itās absolutely beyond belief.
And yet, I can almost hear your words of comfort, āthis too shall passā.
You would take this in your stride.
I needed you today.
I needed you so much it hurt to open my eyes and see a world without you
Now that life is so very still, I can almost feel you beside me.
Are you beside me?
I like to think thatās you. Sitting with me in the darkness, through the hard times.
Like you always did in life.
Please stay.
I need you, very much.
I miss you, more than I ever thought possible.
Donna Ashworth
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Another one by Donna Ashworth -
Nobody told me how much I would miss you.
That I would continuously reach for my phone, then stare numbly at the screen as the realisation dawnsā¦.you wonāt answer anymore.
That I would ache to tell you about my day, and ask what you thought I should do, what should I do??
That I would forget the sound of your voice and spend hours, in vain, trying to recall it exactly.
Nobody told me that I would struggle to breathe sometimes when someone who looks like you walks past me, and in that fleeting moment, I forget you are gone.
Then the crushing pain as it all comes flooding back.
I wonder if youāre trying to reach me and I am missing the signs somehow. I often feel you so strongly beside me that it rips my heart to remember you are not really real.
You see, nobody told me how the finality of your departure would be more shocking, more gut-wrenching, than anything.
Anything I have experienced until now.
Nobody told me that living without you would be like breathing without lungs. Walking without legs. Sleeping without dreams. Eating without taste.
Nobody told me how much I would miss you, my love.
You were my North, my South, my East and my West.
My working week and my Sunday rest.
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