There was a man here once

I used to believe he was a giant,

his skin was once described as a newly ripened conker

This man was my grandfather

this place is my heart

I cannot see you here now

your chair is so cold

the service not yet happened,

I'm on the plane,

on my to say goodbye to the man,again,

to hold Grandmothers hand

and to weep for grief

Its a long way till that day

at least twelve thousand miles

I dont miss you,

They'll take you to Blencathra

I wont,

I'll be home, with Kapiti island

one day i might put a stone on a cairn,

every cairn i find on Blencathra,

but till then i remain distant.

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