Abba would have turned 76 on June 16, 2012. Here's a poem for him from me on his birthday.

Dew on the doorstep of Belonging

Smeared with a laidback smile.

Fragrant memories, soaked in

Wisdom, imagination and wit

Caresses buds of attachment.

Clouds are ominous and grave,

I hear unhurried footsteps,

Unafraid and unaffected.

Surprises will always

Be in store in the quest

For the unobvious.

Left hand in the left pocket,

Right hand on a friendly shoulder;

Humour and poetry

Permeates the pregnant air.

Gateway to sleep is closed,

Remnants of love

Will be safeguarded,

Away from the

Prying eyes of convenience.

A year has gone by,

Not just another year

But the year that matters.

The dew-drops Linger on....