Friday, 18 March 2011

Afterthought Before

Dew on the grassy slope -
Each little world of uncertainty
Stretching awake in the twilight.
Where will the sun go?

Blue on a pale cloud -
Coverlet over daily routine
Wrinkled brow of morning.
What colour did night see?

Forget-me-not leaves -
Children on their knees 
Unfurling to remember daytime.
Who'll turn the last page? 

Gold ring on her finger -
Window on another lifetime
Turning again through time.
When shall we meet again?

23 May 1973 Two days before my first wedding, I remember wondering a lot about what it all meant. 


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