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Colin BURROWS Obituary
19 April 1931 – 16 January 2014
Dear Dad,
The silvereyes feasted again this year on the flowering Phormium tenax, the Pittosporum tenuifolium are flourishing, and I know that you're keeping an eye on the totara that Adam planted for you and Mum – and yes, I'm keeping it well watered.
It's been a bittersweet ten years, Dad. I miss your lovely woolly jerseys, and I miss our excursions to Quail Island, to Cass, and to undiscovered adventures. I smile as I remember your wonderful hugs, and your silly, delightful humour (hey, Dad, remind me again – how do you titillate an ocelot?). Every mug of Milo I enjoy, I know that you're right there, enjoying one too, and I always give the cats an extra pat, just for you. You're so missed, and so very deeply loved. Ju.
In a blaze of late, last light,
the sun slips through
the proscene arch
and out.
Dear Dad,
The silvereyes feasted again this year on the flowering Phormium tenax, the Pittosporum tenuifolium are flourishing, and I know that you're keeping an eye on the totara that Adam planted for you and Mum – and yes, I'm keeping it well watered.
It's been a bittersweet ten years, Dad. I miss your lovely woolly jerseys, and I miss our excursions to Quail Island, to Cass, and to undiscovered adventures. I smile as I remember your wonderful hugs, and your silly, delightful humour (hey, Dad, remind me again – how do you titillate an ocelot?). Every mug of Milo I enjoy, I know that you're right there, enjoying one too, and I always give the cats an extra pat, just for you. You're so missed, and so very deeply loved. Ju.
In a blaze of late, last light,
the sun slips through
the proscene arch
and out.
Published by The Press on Jan. 16, 2024.
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Rob Davies
January 18, 2024
What a most beautiful message to your Dad Ju.
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