This is a poem written by a friend who was killed when he fell off his pushbike in Cambridge. found by his widow after his death and read at his funeral:-<\/font><\/p>\n <\/font> <\/font><\/p>\n “Ted’s Song Written by Ted Barnes” “07\/07\/2002; 00:10:11” <\/font><\/p>\n I am wounded beyond <\/font><\/p>\n If death is just a door <\/font><\/p>\n I’ll see you one day soon <\/font><\/p>\n If death is just an ending <\/font><\/p>\n If death is just a doorway <\/font><\/p>\n If death is like a sleep <\/font><\/p>\n Read by Harriet at Ted’s funeral 5 July 2002<\/font><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Writings that have touched me ….. This is a poem written by a friend who was killed when he fell off his pushbike in Cambridge. found by his widow after his death and read at his funeral:- “Ted’s Song Written by Ted Barnes” “07\/07\/2002; 00:10:11” I am wounded beyond What nature can repair I just […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":0,"menu_order":5,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","template":"","meta":{"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-723","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/newsite.geoffjones.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/723","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/newsite.geoffjones.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/newsite.geoffjones.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/newsite.geoffjones.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/newsite.geoffjones.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=723"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/newsite.geoffjones.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/723\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/newsite.geoffjones.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=723"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
\nWhat nature can repair
\nI just have strength to write you
\nThis letter of despair<\/font><\/p>\n
\nTo an afterlife
\nThen I should be happy
\nTo say farewell my wife<\/font><\/p>\n
\nWith all our family there
\nGathered all around us
\nFree of earthly care<\/font><\/p>\n
\nAn empty nowhere land
\nThen I should have no fear
\nTo let that door slam<\/font><\/p>\n
\nTo another life
\nI wonder if I’ll meet you<\/font>
\n In another guise<\/font><\/font><\/p>\n
\nOf ghostly flight
\nI promise not to haunt you
\nThough it would be fun to try.<\/font><\/p>\n