For Phillip Hughes, A talented cricketer of fine character who passed away doing what he loved.
For Phillip Hughes
No personal memories have I
only the memory of my son loving watching your games
He knows all your stats
and history as young Aussie cricketers tend to do.
On the day you passed the storms came suddenly
and hailstone the size of cricket balls
fell in the city that we lived.
I waited for my family to return
safely from abandoned cricket training
and mourned for your mother, father, brother and sister.
My memory of hospital waiting rooms
and intensive care still vivid after all these years.
My brother who loved sport
spent years in recovery
from head injuries
went from wheel chair to walking
from no speech to talking
I could sense what might lie ahead for your family
but your’s was a different fate.
The tributes for you flow
from cricketers the world over
young and old
England to India
captains to team…
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