Before  and after

Before you and after you

There was a world with no you.

Before you has gone and after you has only just started

Before you there were parents brothers cousins

And after you, who is left but me ?

There is no red fire with a whistling kettle

There is no mother knitting

There is no father polishing shoes

Not even a cat playing with wool

After you I am still here but am I still me?

I thought that you were part of me but now you have gone.

After you, after all,I am alive.