When they told me you'd gone I didn't know what to say,
only that life felt a little less bright.
And as I sat here alone not knowing what I should do,
I needed something to help kindle the light.
So I baked...
I made a cake such that things would seem better,
And pikelets like you did when I was young.
Tomorrow there's horrible salty porridge for breakfast,
And when I have more time, I promise there'll be shortbread and the grandest steak and kidney pie you've ever seen.
Because these are the things I take with me,
To fondly remember you by...