How vivid is your face

How vivid is your face in my mind’s eye

I did not know that day that you would die.

Your eyes were green like water in sea tide.

The colour of the waves where seabirds ride

I cannot write this down but I must try

I wish I’d touched your hand last time we came

You were far too private, played no games.

Now my unasked questions are dead leaves

Falling from the bay tree unperceived

Now my tears fall down like soft fine rain.

I see your face more clearly than before.

You are smiling your boyfriend and his lore.

Now he is old and sad but still upright

I know he will miss you most during the night

How vivid all the memories from my store.

How vivid