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Only A Whisper Away

My Dad in his younger years as a teenager
Dad in his twenties

A poem I wrote a few years ago when I lost my dad to Prostate Cancer. I hope it offers some comfort to those of you who’ve lost someone dear, as it did me.

Me with my dad on my wedding day. A beautiful sunny day.

My wedding day and my lovely dad

My dad’s last request was to have his ashes scattered out to sea. ‘Three miles out betwixt Brixham and Torquay’. It was a pleasure, dad. x Love and miss your every day.

Only a Whisper away (copyright Caz Greenham)

Don’t cry for me,

For I’m not gone.

I’m only a whisper away.

~~~

Call my name,

I promise I’ll hear.

I’m only a whisper away.

~~~

Think of me in your dreams,

And I’ll meet you there.

I’m only a whisper away.

~~~

I’m the breeze in your hair,

I’m the wind that kisses your cheek.

I’m raindrops that fall,

I’m with you everywhere.

~~~

So…don’t be sad,

Just call my name.

For I’m not gone,

I’m only a whisper away.

Brixham Bay

Love you, dad x

x

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