Anthony Noble (25 Oct 1934 - 16 Apr 2021)

Dear Dad

You are with us still when we look at the night sky and wonder which planet it is that is so clear and close to the moon

Because you would know

We are confused, the maths of the surface area doesn't make sense

But you would know

Now streams contain origami boats

All Bakewell tarts have clock faces

Binoculars, growing beans and classical music

You don't leave us because you have left here

Yes Dad, its real butter, proper bread

Your presence is now stronger

How would you have known?

The love that is felt in the end

An all encompassing hug that enables me to smile

We hope wherever you are you know