Westlees is no more.
Our family home renamed,
Extended into its semi-twin
And called a different name,
But to us will always remain hame,
As our Scots cousins would proclaim.
Such Christmases we all enjoyed,
Such feasts and parties all employed
Plans and recipes, lights and decorations
Fancy dress, crackers, masks and funny hats
All creating the themes of celebrations.
Cakes like saxophones, dancers and pianos
Friends came and played their guitars and banjos.
This was the happy side – then there was the calm
The everyday of work and school, of loving balm.
But for us to understand these upsides
There had to be the pain of downsides.
How would we know light if there was no dark?
But then an afternoon walk in the park,
Tried to ease the pain of loss and leaving
Family members passed that gave only grieving.
Even though there came a time of rift and peeving.
But above it all we felt, there was a familiar feeling
That this would always have a place in our hearts
Which we would remember as our home apart, and …
Strange as it may seem, a place of healing.
© David Tenneson 2012
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