Thinking Of You. Poem by David Boyce

THINKING OF YOU

I woke up this morning,
Thinking of you.
I know you're not with us,
I know this is true.

I know you're around me,
Although out of reach.
I remember the good things,
Which you used to teach.

Always be nice,
To all who are old?
Politeness is one thing,
Which can't be bought or sold.

You taught me lots of things,
And put me in good stead.
You pointed me the right way,
For all the years ahead.

Written by David Boyce
19/10/04

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