Poetry

For Arthur


It's time to go, love


Here's your coat


Blue velvet trims its sleeves


A white wool scarf


Let's tuck it tight


Against the April breeze



I'll lift you up


Since you can't walk


Your slight weight is no load


We'll climb the hill


And talk awhile


While following the road



I'll whisper


Just how much you're loved


And hold you to my heart


And at the top


We'll lay awhile


Before I make a start


I'll fashion you


A cradle soft


Of red earth, grass and leaves


I'll lay you down


And tuck you in


Before I start to grieve



I'll make sure you


Have all you need


Before I start to weep


I'll ask the seasons


To stand guard


And watch you while you sleep



For you were loved


And you are missed


And now my grief can flow


So here's your coat


My blond-haired boy


For now it's time to go




Kate