One Hundred Years

Alice Cowan, Photo provided by Carol Hosking

 
ONE HUNDRED YEARS

I feel tongue tied

A little choked up inside

One hundred years is still not enough time

To learn the grace

In every line of her face

And I know its going to take

Another hundred years

For me to fight these tears

And learn to breathe without her here

In the kingdom she now rules

Together again with a love so true

He waited patiently for his jewel

Leaving us with the remaining minutes

Wanting nothing more than to relive it

Every day we shared

And cherish the moments she was there

I will mourn the loss with a triumphant win

Of having the memory of that cheeky grin

I would not exist if it was not for her

It defines who I am and what I have learned

Although it’s hard to imagine what it will be like

And I can’t find any words to describe

One hundred years behind her eyes

What a celebration of life

R.Hosking © 2009

In tribute to:

Alice Cowan (Gran)

1908 - 2009