Written by: daphne moran

I lost my Mum.
She didnt wander off
Or become misplaced.
She died.
I lost my Dad too.
I have a picture of Mum sitting in the back of a Taxi
I remember that day well, delightful day.
I have a pictiure of Dad, in a Pub with a pint
Another spendid day.
I lost them both five years ago
But I haven't stopped looking for them.