When I think of you, my memories are of us as children. I just can’t believe you are gone. I wrote you a poem, I hope you like it.
Ethereal and calm,
Untouched by the storm
With grace and guile
Your beautiful smile.
At ease with this world
All knowing unseen
And only to you
What lies in between.
Your presence was awe
And so softly spoken
Always gentle and kind
Now free and unbroken.
Fly free and fly far
You are finally there
We cannot replace you
Our dear darling Claire
Sheldon
9th February 2024