Larkin said we think
On death when drink
And friends are not around,
As there is nothing To distract
Us from the profound
Truth that you and I
Will die.
As I sit in this pub, alone
Drinking coffee
I reach for my phone
But Larkin stops me
Dead, and, with a clear head
I see
The truth the poet did see.
K Morris - Poet 
A poem to reflect on, Kevin.
Thank you, Robbie. Best wishes – Kevin
A brilliant poem Kevin. Very moving
Thank you, Lorraine for your kind words.
All the best – Kevin