93-year-old widower writes moving poem to his late wife

Bob Howe wrote a poem after losing his wife, and read it on radio to help raise the profile of a senior chairty.

'Social media users praised Mr Howe as "inspirational", with many admitting they were overwhelmed with emotion after listening.

The widower, a community champion for helpline The Silver Line, was appearing on the show following a report suggesting an increasing number of men were facing loneliness in later life.'

Her is Mr Howe's poem, and you can also hear him read it at the link.

http://www.itv.com/news/2014-10-13/...his-late-wife-moves-radio-listeners-to-tears/



I am alone, now I know it’s true

There was a time when we were two

Those were the days when we would chat

Doing little jobs of this and that

We’d go to the shops and select our meals

But now I’m one I know how it feels

To try and cook or have meals on wheels

The rooms are empty there’s not a sound

Sometimes I’m lost and wander round

To look for jobs that I can do

To bring back the days when we were two

When darkness falls and curtains drawn

That’s when I feel most forlorn

But I must be honest and tell the truth

I’m not quite alone and here’s the proof

Because beside me in her chair

She quietly waits our time to share

Kath said to me some time ago

Darling when the time comes for us to go

Let’s mix our ashes and be together

So we can snuggle up for ever and ever.

– Bob Lowe

Here are the couple.

http://www.itv.com/news/2014-10-13/...his-late-wife-moves-radio-listeners-to-tears/

people die but love lasts............