Andrew, this little prose account has a simplicity and dignity all of its
own. Maybe it's the plain factual statements -- even that last sentence is
just fact, and the utter lack of comment goes right to the heart. Anyhow, I
found it extremely moving. I don't mean the poem isn't; but the two pieces
are different in tone, and each has something to offer.
I hope the little girls will be able to remember their father when he was
well.
best joanna
> Yeah, the daughters are 8 and 6. I saw them today at the funeral. They
> stood
> up with their mother, all hand in hand, and walked to his coffin in the
> centre of the funeral room at the cemetery before around 200 people and
> laid
> a rose each on his coffin. Up until then I had held myself together.
>
> I will work to get this poem right - honest and clear.
>
> Thanks, Doug.
>
> Andrew
>
>> Andrew
>>
>> this gets that point across better (although the 'fictional' version
>> had a sharpness). But 'infant'? You go all honest/actual on him & not
>> on them? I don't think it helps here...
>>
>> Doug
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