Your son, David Plummer

Tickled my heart

But he has the biggest heart

I have ever known.

He was your wanderlust kid

As described at his funeral

And he embraced the world

Happy to call anyone a friend.

Dorothy, he touched so many hearts

I watched you brighten as you looked at each floral tribute

And plucked a rose to smell it deeply with eyes closed

As if it brought you close to your precious son.

When I finally spoke to you after

That smile and that twinkle of the eye

Yes, only you could be Dave’s mum,

I am so sorry he was taken so early.

Now, as Joe Brown sings again

I’ll see Dave in my dreams

Now, less than two years since

You have now passed too.

Give my love to Dave, Dorothy

You could not be parted from your wanderlust kid for long.

© Natasha Haidar 2020