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A poem

Monday, November 04, 2019

I have just reread my blog of almost 3 years ago.....

My brother lived for another 10 months, and my dad died this summer.
I was priviliged to be with him when he went. But for me, thie thing that is so helpful is that the morning that he died, I was with him on my own, and despite his coma and pain relief he came to for a tiny moment, and he smiled at me. I was telling him how much we all loved him, and that mum was coming in later, but that it was time for him to go, and he opened his eyes an smiled at me. A glorious smile. I treasure that moment.

And this is the poem I wrote for him and read at his funeral

There are quite a few scottisisms in in.......

Charles George Davidson 20th March 1925 – 24th August 2019

He’s passed the bar, and it is we, those who’re left behind,
To think of him, and keep in our hearts, a fine example of mankind.

If there were one word, that I would choose, as he heads o’er the sea,
It would be love, so fully shared, as learnt at Polly’s knee.

A lad o pairts, his early life, was not one of ease
His parents gone, he worked away, and did what he could to please.

The navy and the horrors of war have meant each day since was a bonus
He always showed how much he loved those to whom he was the closest.

Then university, and learning, a means to an end
Which led to the professional route that he would eventually wend

He joined the Board, although too young, and moved to Thurso toon
Where he met and then married Nancy, who was rather impressed by this Aberdeen loon.

The family followed, Kirsten first then Karen and Calum too,
And after a move to Shetland it was time for Kai to join the crew

In the civil service, not much choice, just go where you’re sent
So spells in Glasgow and Inverness and before too long, his face was quite well kent.

Early retirement, meant that he could finally be a renaissance man
Travel to Europe, the world, in comfort, not this time in a dormobile van.

His story telling was legend, as was the man himself
However, his ever-expanding family was always his real wealth

He supported us all through thick and thin, saved the pennies to give us pounds
A most generous man with time as well, no matter what was going the rounds.

Throughout the years he shared his efforts, above all with the tower at Coldbackie
And furthermore, showed a new generation just how to be the very best daddy.

In later years, family history, heraldry, DNA, computers and more
His mind so active always seeking new areas to explore

A character, one off, unique, we’ll not see his ilk again
It is those of us who are mourning, who are getting over the pain

We’re gathered here, in person or in thought, to celebrate his lifeæ
And none more so than Nancy, his beloved wife.

Charles was a wonderful host, took every opportunity to celebrate
So in his memory, when you get to the Club, do your best to circulate.

The perfect man? No, not at all, don’t describe him as that now he’s gone
Let’s not forget that Charles was, at the very least, sometimes quite thrawn

His legacy lives on, his life was full, and that is really the key
My doggerel rhyming a pale imitation of Charles’s social and romantic repartee

Is he there yet, at Fiddlers Green? Mouth music, not a disco.
Or maybe checking with old Glenbucket, to see if we really are his issue

So farewell Dad, you’ll be missed by more people than you thought possible
But the rich heritage you leave with us, is way above the laudable.
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  • KAYOTIC
    Thanks for sharing your poem, tribute to your precious father! emoticon
    37 days ago
  • MARINEMAMA
    I am so sorry for your loss emoticon And prayers
    37 days ago
  • XREPHA
    Condolences to you on the loss of your Dad. I just lost my Dad last week. We miss him dearly and are comforted knowing we will see him again in eternity. Blessings to you and your family. Cherish the memories.
    37 days ago
  • NANCY-
    What a lovely tribute. Those we hold dear are forever in our heart.
    38 days ago
  • SUNSET09
    emoticon emoticon emoticon This tends to happen right before they leave this Earth. God seems to give them time to say goodbye while we think they may be getting better. To God be the glory for the things He hath done. emoticon
    38 days ago

    Comment edited on: 11/4/2019 4:05:15 PM
  • GOANNA2
    So lovely to see you back.xx
    That is such a beautiful poem for your dad. It s wonderful that you were there
    at the end with your dad. So much love. I'm sure you will miss him every day.
    Sending my condolences and prayers to you and your family. emoticon emoticon
    38 days ago
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