bagpipes in the sky

it’s hard to believe
that eleven long years
have passed since we last saw you

i have picked up a pen
a laptop my typewriter
many times to write you a letter

but it came back returned to sender

last night you floated to me in a dream
and it’s like you had always been
sat in your armchair
you asked how I’d been
and we spoke about the future
then it became clearer
when i woke up from a deep slumber

you missed birthdays christmas anniversarys
i’m sure you saw it all from your seat in the sky
it doesn’t compare to hearing your jokes
your laughter and smiling face

they say it gets easier, they’re wrong
it never gets easier, we just think of you
a little more each day
and until we can reunite
i’ll picture you leading the band with your bagpipes in the sky