The Loss of a Son
Posted: Wed Feb 25, 2009 8:53 pm
Whatever our personal political preferences may be,
I am sure the thoughts of this compassionate forum
are with the David Cameron family tonight.
I am reminded of some extracted lines from a poignant poem
by the late Sir John Betjeman entitled, A CHILD ILL:
Oh, little body do not die.
The soul looks out through wide blue eyes
So questioningly into mine,
That my tormented soul replies:
'Oh, little body, do not die.
You hold the soul that talks to me
Although our conversation be
As wordless as the windy sky ...'
My father looked at me and died
Before my soul made full reply.
Lord, leave this other Light alight -
Oh, little body do not die.
Keith
I am sure the thoughts of this compassionate forum
are with the David Cameron family tonight.
I am reminded of some extracted lines from a poignant poem
by the late Sir John Betjeman entitled, A CHILD ILL:
Oh, little body do not die.
The soul looks out through wide blue eyes
So questioningly into mine,
That my tormented soul replies:
'Oh, little body, do not die.
You hold the soul that talks to me
Although our conversation be
As wordless as the windy sky ...'
My father looked at me and died
Before my soul made full reply.
Lord, leave this other Light alight -
Oh, little body do not die.
Keith
