All the colours remind me of you

Writing a post like this is never easy but I’ll do my best. 

Several weeks ago, I was one of the many that knew nothing about the Northern Lights paying the UK a visit. I had turned in, oblivious that anything interesting would be going on in the sky and woke up to endless photos on social media of awe-inspiring shots.

To say I was begrudged was an understatement. Seeing the lights has been on my bucket list for years and I’d assumed that a trip to Norway, Iceland or maybe Finland would be required to see them. I didn’t imagine that I could just step outside my home and witness them.

The following night, there were conflicting reports as to whether another display would be visible. In this hope I dashed to my local park repeatedly during my viewing of the Eurovision Song Contest, only to be disappointed each time.

As I dwelled on all the photos and videos, I started to think about all those colours and how I wish that everyone had seen them. This led to the outpouring of words, some of which are included below.

Therapeutic in a way, I found that scribbling these thoughts down proved to be cathartic. It was emotional and difficult, but ultimately, I felt slightly better for it.

Declaration: I’m not a poet. However, I decided to push this post live in the hope that perhaps it resonates with anyone who may be struggling at this time.

Moreover, this is a small tribute to the wonderful man that I was and am lucky enough to call my Dad.

All the colours remind me of you

Carelessly dancing across the sky, bright hues illuminate the night and mock the stars.
Greens, pinks, purples and blues, all the colours remind me of you.
As a child, I couldn’t see an end, but deep down I knew.
One day the battle would end and you’d be somewhere new.
 
As my hand grips my phone, I’d wish you’d answer my call.
Can you see the colours? Are you OK? I miss you and you to know.
With such a magical backdrop, I can almost hear what you’d say,
“Live your life and chase your dreams, the sun will rise and chase the shadows away.”

As I wander back through the years, I see happy days filled with mischief and laughter.
Hiding away, playing pranks and sheltering me from sadness.
You were a friend as well as a father,
And I am your daughter for now and forever. 

Greens, pinks, purples and blues, all the colours remind me of you.
How I’d wish you could see these tones and be by my side once again.
But in that moment I think of something and pray that it’s true,
Maybe you can see the colours, but now you have a better view.

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