Geoffrey Henry Dwyer
With a Merry Heart
So frail now The tender heart weakened The sparkle in the eye has dimmed Recognition is fleeting Anger and frustration Stokes the dying fire within. Over sentimentality Over the hill where I cannot see What see you on the other side, father? Strange faces loom and moan Always fear in loneliness. Always fear in darkness. Be in peace beloved friend For the light you have shone Will guide my way to you Maybe not now, but in the time to come When I am tired and weary From climbling this age-old hill. And we will meet again In dreams and in cloudless moments And in happy places where you have been Though memories inevitably fade I will hear your lion-heart beating As I hear time's pendulum. It is with a sad and heavy heart That I watch you sleep And difficult to hold back tears But I know that with a merry heart You will venture into the unknown As once you did in this world.
© Severn Dwyer. In Memory of Geoffrey Henry Dwyer 1932 - 2013. Written 2014.