Neville

Hold the Sugar

Hold the Sugar

 

He left it there, on the table

where they

once used to make love on

a fairly regular

basis too, he just happened

to add, while

wrapping a tear in a clean

   handkerchief ..

He often wondered these

days after so

many years, whether she

still retained

such perfect recollections

as he did, or if

she worried about anything

at all, except

maybe where he left her

mid-morning

   coffee and rich tea biscuit ..

But what really

brought a tear to his eyes

on that day of

all days, was that he knew

she could not

recall whether he still took

his strong, black

     and with no sweetener at all ..