I haven’t been posting as many of my own poems recently – though you have to agree there is no shortage of them on here – and I have posted a few things by other people instead (which is usually rare for me).

This is because the last ten months has been pretty tough going and, to be honest, I got tired of writing about my dying mother. I can’t think of more to say about it, or a need to say more. We all have loved ones who die. I guess the best thing is to enjoy them while we can and honour them when they are gone.