Those Days Without You

We had travelled far, A weekend away to see my aunt. It was our first weekend away without my dad, And i still remember feeling oh so sad. He waved us off at the station, The tears ran down my face, We were leaving our home town without him, I can still see his smiling face. After a really long weekend, It was time to head for home, We had no forms of communication, No trendy mobile phones, For this was a time in the sixties, When life then was basic but good, As we walked up from the station, There on the hill he stood. That feeling of love exploded, I ran to his strong loving arms, That feeling of love will stay with me, That memory forever lives on. Jayne Louise Davies