Little darlin'....I miss you more than ever today. I miss you and love you and I wish you were here with all of my being.
I wish, too, that I could give each and every one of you that's hurting today the warmest, tightest hugs ever. I'm sending my love out to all of you.
I had expected this day to be hard, but just not this hard. It's morning here, and I woke up crying, and knew instantly that I wouldn't be going to work today.
The first sound I heard as I got up was Heath's name on TV, and in my mind's ear. I saw his father being interviewed by the Australian Today Show's Richard Wilkins, and felt so crushed I couldn't breathe. Kim Ledger said that none of the family members have been able to erase Heath's phone number from their phones because it was so easy to believe, at times, that he was simply away on location, and that they almost expected him to call them sometimes. I just can't say how much that devastated me...
I felt the need to write a couple of poems about this sad day.
Winter SunWe've made the journey round the Sun
In an orbit made of blue,
We've traveled round the Sun one time
Since the day it set for you.
The sad, cold Sun, she gazes down
From the empty vault of sky,
Her wintry rays
Throughout this day
Just cannot come nigh.
The pale orb in that arc above,
That vast, and boundless space,
She reaches wanly down to us
But cannot warm Earth's face.
Year To The DayA year to the day
My alarm this morn
Was not a shrill, thin
Sound.
Instead, a vise around my
Chest
A winch so tightly
Bound.
Year to the day
A summer morn
But winter
Nonetheless,
'Twas winter then
'Tis winter now
'Tis winter in my
Chest.
It's a year to the day
I hear your name
The first sound of the
Morning,
Upon my lips
And on TV
This date of saddest
Mourning.
A year to the day
But no less hard
Our hearts are no less
Pained,
A year to the day
But the pain, it blooms
It never seems to
Wane.
It grows like heather on the moors
Blooms unbound,
Untamed
Girt by purple heather
But
There's beauty in the
Pain.
Your father there, upon my
Screen
A whole year to the Day
He can't erase your number yet
In case you'll call today.
Year to the day
My heart cracks more
To a pulp it has been
Beaten.
The sunshine
Casts sad rays upon
My breakfast left
Uneaten.
It's a year to the day
I can't let you go
I cannot let you goI love you, Heath
And miss you, Heath
I will not let you go.
A breeze outside it stirs the
Trees
A summer, winter
Breeze
Upon this zephyr I'll send my love
Let it drift to heights above
With heavy hearts, the show goes on,
Your presence lights the way.
But what I'd give to have you back
This year unto the day.