The text of a poem dedicated to my nephew Harlem whose unveiling, we commemorated this weekend;
Angel above:
I know it’s hard,
I know it’s sad,
Most days…
We want to cry.
We miss you now,
We missed you then,
May we never have such pain
Again…
-
But babe, our sweets
Our honey boy…
Allow me this once
to speak of joy…
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See the day
You rose,
And flew like a dove
Was the day we gained an angel ABOVE
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So much has happened in these 10 years
Glory to Jah
We know you were there.
You guided,
You lifted,
You showed the way
But even through tears, I gotta say
That knowing you upon us shone
Made each new day
A brighter one..
You helped brother
With his gifts to share
Now no one denies his dancing flair
You helped Aunty Bunty bring us together
Kai iwi lakes, Ahikiwi Forever!!!
You got all the cuzzies,
The nieces, the Aunties,
The kuias.. the whanau
All as one…
BOTH for a 70th to remember
And a Christmas in the Omapere Sun
You did it.. you helped us,
Way pointed
And then….
Sweet cheeks…
you helped
Nana Joey smile again.
You reminded Papa Shane
of his need to be home
Hokianga called him
He’s in the zone
All these years you’ve kept
Nan Suzuki safe in OZ,
No, not the bird…
Actually Oz
Nanny Tan
Aunty Aka
You gave them the skills
So they could help people
Not just pay bills
But baby,
But sweets
Although it’s been rough
There’s something for
which Mum can’t thank you enough
See the
Glimmer of hope..
With an Angel above
Is that you helped Mum
To again find Love
So with you right there,
Our babe we reminisce
Hasn’t all been hard yards..
Some days.. you made it bliss
We love you
We miss you
Watch us, like a dove
Harlem Sailor Cash
Our Angel above
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