The kitchen was the coldest room in the house
And the things that never fazed you
Were starting to get harder
The kitchen was the coldest room in the house
And the things that never fazed you
Were starting to get harder
Like putting wood in to the stove
And your memory was getting softer
Just as I was old enough
To get to know you
Mum made me write my name for you
On butchers paper on the kitchen table
I couldn’t quite manage it back then
If only you could see now what I can do
Mum still has your old handbag
With all of your jewellery in it
I gave your pearl earrings
To the girl I love
On her 21st birthday
And all the car trips on rainy days
Trying to find where the rainbow begins
It’s my warmest memory
When mum could no longer take care of you
We had to say our goodbyes at the nursing home
You didn’t know why you can’t come back with us
I’ve never seen my mother cry so much
And I watched grandpa visit you every day he could
He would stop by the bar on his way home
When the days weren’t so good
Time alone so he wouldn’t forget
What it was like when you remembered him
I didn’t answer the phone
He walked home
And he died of a stroke
And mum gave you his wedding ring
Mum made it to a show last month
She said you’d be so proud