“I am alone, now I know it’s true.”
Go get yourself a tissue. You’re going to need it.
Bob Lowe, a 93-year-old British vet who lives in Hampshire, U.K., lost his wife, Kath, three months ago. The two were married for over 65 years. On Monday, Bob read a poem he wrote for Kath on the BBC's Radio 5 live. It’s beautiful:
“Ode to Kath”
I am alone, now I know it’s true
There was a time when we were two
Those were the days when we would chat
Doing little jobs of this and that
We’d go to the shops and select our meals
But now I’m one I know how it feels
To try and cook or have meals on wheels
The rooms are empty there’s not a sound
Sometimes I’m lost and wander round
To look for jobs that I can do
To bring back the days...
Go get yourself a tissue. You’re going to need it.
Bob Lowe, a 93-year-old British vet who lives in Hampshire, U.K., lost his wife, Kath, three months ago. The two were married for over 65 years. On Monday, Bob read a poem he wrote for Kath on the BBC's Radio 5 live. It’s beautiful:
“Ode to Kath”
I am alone, now I know it’s true
There was a time when we were two
Those were the days when we would chat
Doing little jobs of this and that
We’d go to the shops and select our meals
But now I’m one I know how it feels
To try and cook or have meals on wheels
The rooms are empty there’s not a sound
Sometimes I’m lost and wander round
To look for jobs that I can do
To bring back the days...
- 10/13/2014
- Entertainment Tonight
“I am alone, now I know it’s true.”
Go get yourself a tissue. You’re going to need it.
Bob Lowe, a 93-year-old vet who now lives in Hampshire in the U.K., lost his wife, Kath, three months ago. The two were married for over 65 years. Today, Bob read a poem for Kath on Radio 5 Live. It’s beautiful:
“Ode to Kath”
I am alone, now I know it’s true
There was a time when we were two
Those were the days when we would chat
Doing little jobs of this and that
We’d go to the shops and select our meals
But now I’m one I know how it feels
To try and cook or have meals on wheels
The rooms are empty there’s not a sound
Sometimes I’m lost and wander round
To look for jobs that I can do
To bring back the days when we were...
Go get yourself a tissue. You’re going to need it.
Bob Lowe, a 93-year-old vet who now lives in Hampshire in the U.K., lost his wife, Kath, three months ago. The two were married for over 65 years. Today, Bob read a poem for Kath on Radio 5 Live. It’s beautiful:
“Ode to Kath”
I am alone, now I know it’s true
There was a time when we were two
Those were the days when we would chat
Doing little jobs of this and that
We’d go to the shops and select our meals
But now I’m one I know how it feels
To try and cook or have meals on wheels
The rooms are empty there’s not a sound
Sometimes I’m lost and wander round
To look for jobs that I can do
To bring back the days when we were...
- 10/13/2014
- Entertainment Tonight
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