You have left, l know. But it was nice today to share the view and wave.

 

You were there in the reflections on the sea, the squirrel that came close stashing it's catch. You were there. When ugly seabird attacked the smaller pigeons, you were there informed me of that reason.

You were present in the fossil museum, although journeyed without you. It was certainly your presence. Although go there alone, its to be there with you ,that presence.

Still within your seeing eyes, the coulers and movements. There is no sound in these places just studious observances. Your there.

Looking over others shoulder's, feel you looking back at me. Been known to give you a wave. As East Riding country Bus passed old Pond in Bishop Burton. Saw you, like last day when it was too wet to get out, went supping milkshake, just looking, we  remained. We sat watching wildlife. Looking at us across the years from child to man. Seeing nature close at hand.

There you are. Whispered to you, You left, you are carried in Sunshine. Got all these ugly issues to deal with. But it was nice to go where, 

'we used to go, and wave'.

I'll keep on looking across the years waiting till l see your face then we can converse again.

You have left but still will try and share those things we enjoyed so endlessly. Misty autumn mornings, chilly harbour walks, sound of Curlew and plover, imagination of spoonbills feeding.

Long for the days without fear. 

You have left, l know. But it was nice today to share the view and wave.