The Summerlands - a druid's view

At this time when mom is going away

I sit here waiting, thinking and pray

The druid's view of death it's true

Is not so different from any other path's view

As I  visited my 'inner grove' 

A place called Tintern that my family knows

I saw my dad waiting there close by

The ruined abbey watching birds fly

He looked so young and it is plain

He will be so happy to see her again 

I can not see her yet so I will leave

To help from this side when the time comes to grieve