Alphonse de Lamartine 1790-1869
"Sometimes only one person is missing, and the whole world seems depopulated"
MISSING HIM ON THE SPECIAL DAYS
Memorial day was special for him
As he read the paper, the front page news
His smiling picture on the wing of his plane
Brought him to tears about how much time he used
Three weeks later he was gone
Peacefully he passed away
For weeks thereafter folks gathered around
Expressing kindness in the words they'd say
Easter brought memories about how he cherished
Watching the kids dart around our big front yard
Gathering colorful Easter eggs
His joy swelled in his festive heart
On the fourth of July he always mused
About how baby Ryan slept through the colorful show
As fireworks burst loudly in the sky
He made me tape them so later Ryan would know
In August came that special day
Remembering how he held my hand so tight
He wasn't a bit ashamed to cry
As our precious son arrived so healthy and bright
Together we were always on some new mission
I remembered fondly on Labor day
With trailer in tow and horses prepped and groomed
We were usually heading to some horse show far away
The niece and nephews and Ryan of course
Were always a big part of our planned adventures
I had 33 years with Bob by my side
Yes, He was missed dearly this past September
We together always enjoyed Halloween
The kids chose their costumes and grabbed their sacks
Walking door to door we may well have been kids
We had our share of good times and that's a fact!
Now here comes Thanksgiving and he is not here
He always loved a bountiful feast
Though I'm surrounded by loved ones, Bob is still gone
The emptiness strangles me, to say the least
And I look ahead to Christmas coming fast
It will be six months to the day
More holidays will come, this isn't the last
But all the firsts without him are so hard to take
Birthdays and anniversaries
Even ordinary days have something to say
When the memories crop up, sure I smile
But sadness soon follows, it's another lonely day
