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Goldfinch60



Another Saturday evening was with me.

I prepared dinner,

Fresh salmon fried in butter,

Mushrooms cooked in butter

White wine and a cheese sauce,

Rice with lemon zest

And turmeric,

Finished off with asparagus.

Bix was playing for me,

And a glass of wine before me.

I sat there enjoying my meal,

A meal I had cooked so many times,

One of our favourites,

But she was not with me.

  • Author: Goldfinch60 (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 23rd, 2021 02:11
  • Comment from author about the poem: Joyce and I often had this on a Saturday evening.
  • Category: Reflection
  • Views: 32
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Comments5

  • orchidee

    A poignant write Gold.

  • L. B. Mek

    there's nothing as barren
    as a table, for one
    still, in a month or so
    you'll be approaching: two years!
    and I can only praise you
    for the strength and positivity
    you demonstrate daily;
    choose to believe, in that reunion scene
    that approaches
    with each passing, sigh..
    stay strong, my friend
    (salmon cooking details
    is mouth-watering, btw)

    • Goldfinch60

      Thank you for your very kind words Mek, I am most grateful.

      Yes it is a very nice meal.

      Andy

    • dusk arising

      I'm sure she was with you in spirit and encouraging you to be the man she loves so much.
      Many a lesser man could allow standards to drop but in reading your post today it's plain to see that's not your way.
      Live long and prosper you ball basher.

      • Goldfinch60

        Your words are so kind d a and moved me. Thank you.

        Andy

      • spilleronsheet

        What a beautiful memory
        The wonderful dish
        It sounds appetising
        And your love so inspiring
        I hope fate can grant us loving memories like you had with Joyce

        • Goldfinch60

          Thank you spilleronsheet, I too hope that you can have many happy memories as I have had with Joyce.

          Andy

        • Garth Rakumakoe

          The last line stings, and turns everything on its head. Well written. A worthy addition to my favorites list.

          • Goldfinch60

            Thank you Garth, much appreciated.

            Andy



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