Doris Darbyshire


Instead of You there’s Sarah Lou’,
But since I must replace You.
My thanks are due, she’s part of You,
And so can not efface You.

There’s much of You in Sarah Lou’,
In her I oft perceive You.
And when it seems You live anew,
The lesser do I grieve You.

My years grow few, with Sarah Lou’,
And the son who has fulfilled You.
God grant in spirit they imbue,
The strength which e’er instilled You.

A brother now for Sarah Lou’,
A grandson to complete You.
And may he too, Your valour true,
Possess and so repeat You.

Notes on this poem

Written in 1973.