Tell me some of your woes,
Mostly the things that non-one else knows.
The loss of a loved-one that you bemoan.
The despair you feel because you’re alone.
Confide in me; I’m your invisible friend,
Although you can’t see me I’ve an ear to lend.
I’ll always be here, close at hand,
Ready and willing to understand.
Whisper the name you cannot forget.
Re-read his last letter without regret.
Put it away, safely, once again;
Whilst we continue down Memory Lane…