- Contributed by听
- myfather
- People in story:听
- John Winston
- Location of story:听
- manchester
- Background to story:听
- Army
- Article ID:听
- A2329869
- Contributed on:听
- 22 February 2004
When I was just a Babe in arm's
They sent you off to War,
The Battles fought were hard and long,
And left no scars to see,
But scars you had within your mind,
Which only you could feel,When the fighting was all over ,
To us you did return.
A time of great adjustment, and oersonal pain for you
Life can be very difficult, when each other cannot see.
Or experience the pain a partner has to bear.
Adults can feel it not quite right , to live and and stay together.
So they seperate and go their different ways.
A little Girl of only 6 doesn't really understand,
She wonders ,where why has Daddy gone again?.
All through her life she's longed for him,
And would love to hold his hand.
To share with him the joy's she's known,
As through her life she's gone.
Yet through her life you've been with her,if only in her heart.
A Baby Boy was born to Mum ,your likeness unsurpassed.
He's missed your love and acceptance,you missed the fatherhood.
Family is there all rally round,as life must still go on.Helping,Caring, Sharing all that life will send our way.
When I was Seventeen I came to visit you, I brought my future Husband.
Whom I married when I was just Twenty,
These joy's you could not share with me,
for you had your own new life.
With a love which carried you through,although not for me to share.
I had a Baby Daughter on my twenty first Birthday,
Yiu met her too,when she was just a Babe in arms.
I saw the joy within your eyes and love for my little Girl.
I did not keep these visits up,we all had our lives to lead.
I loved my Mum so dearly,and it tore me quite in half.
Mum had a lonly life you see,she still loved you "oh" so much.
My life's been full of love,for David and 4 Children
I had 3 Girl's and 1 very handsome Son.
All of whom you would have been quite proud.
I now have Grandchildren myself, 5 Grandson's and 4 Grandaughter's.
1 of whom look's like the Babe I brought to visit you,
So many years ago.
Life goes on and progress we all make, in one-way or another.
We all look towards the future,the op's and down's we share.
Our family ties are strong because of understanding.
I now visit where you are laid to rest, and take the little ones with me.
I hope you hear me say "Hello Dad" how I've missed so much of you.
Ther's many thing's that I regret not doing or not saying.
I wish with all my might, that you hear me when I say "I still long to hold your hand".
My Brother's missed you just as much, although he has never Knew you.
He's needed and longed,to accepted by you ,of this I am quite sure.
He is like you in every way,no doubt he is your son.
Please help him feel your presence, soon. You must surly understand.
He still need's your reassurance,even though he's a full grown man.
People need their roots, People need to know,and some things stay foreverwith us.
More so when mistakes have been made.
In Death perhaps all is revealed, and we will all rest in harmony.
It can mare a life when childhood is upset,somehow we feel it must be all our fault.
Although it trully isn't.
Please Dad look down on him abd love him as your son.
For his sake he has done no wrong.
Please help him find an inner strength,I see what he goes through.
I love you so my Mum as well.(why do I get like this)(I am 64 years old but I hurt the same as when I was 6 years old)
We have beaughty all around, for which we have all worked hard.
It's now time for inner quietness,and Pease within our hearts.
Irene Herety(nee Winston)
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