Donald Keith Lymn (16 Aug 1929 - 10 Sep 2015)

Poem for Donald , 1929- 2015
We remember them often in a thousand different ways,
Sitting under the apple tree in blossom on clear sunny days,
A hawk gliding across the serine landscape of the vale,
A galleon or yacht with the wind in its sail,
He is there in his furniture, music and his art
And he will always have a place here in my heart
Just look up at the sky you can see him there too
He is everywhere
He is just out of view
Written by Lynda jervis September 15th 2015