WILD HORSES

My beloved Judd

This world will never feel the
same you know
Even on the days I love
Those wild horse days
Full of rain wind snow

Now, the music is all you you
you
Too raw right now, to listen
to, and
People, well, they try to help,
They mean well but
This hand that's dealt

Can never now be eased
again
For, brave I'm not
I grieve son and friend
I can't pretend and
These tears just flow
Life just feels like it's reached
An End

All your mates
They placed red poppies there
By your now closed door on
The top most stair, they
Honour you, carved
A soldier too
With saddened pride they
speak of you

My eyes fill now just to look
at it, and
My hands won't still, I
Neither stand nor sit
I just pace around, in a bid
To find
My beloved son, but
My sight is, teary blind