MISSIVE TO MY MISSING MEN FOLK:

To you my Grandpa Jim, man of coal-pit, family & God,

Now with your Lord & bones beneath dark Cymru sod,

And to you Grandpa Brian, old traveler of far-off lands,

Twinkled eye, old soul, now holding worlds in your hands,

To you Papa, who guided me & helped me through my life,

I pray you are happy now, beside Mama, your darling wife,

And to you my errant brother, long flown to lands unknown,

Never forgotten, my love for you, is in my heart deep sewn,

To you dear husband, within your hands, you hold my heart,

You so far away, but distance, our love, will never prise apart,

To both my lovely sons, whom have spread their wings & flown,

To all my missing men folk, with all your love, I am never alone.