For Dom

Here’s a little poem…
(It was a long time before I could open and put my fingers on the keys of the laptop my beautiful son Dom used.
He died in November 2011).

I have made a space.
A hangar for the airship of my mind,
bigger than Cardington.
A page on your computer
haunted by your small spaces
and undaunted by the infinite space
you have given me.