We first met in weather.
I summoned the courage of the Samurai,
and spoke:
“This weather, one day hot next day cold?”
“Excuse me?” she said.
Perhaps we weren’t Romeo and Juliet,
And we weren’t destined for greatness,
But we did fall in love.
Love came to us like a soft cloud,
That took most of our troubles away.
It gave me clear vision and a sense of purpose.
Oh but it was too good for this world.
Here gentleness couldn’t survive long,
When cancer came knocking on the door.
Our last meeting was in weather.
I fell to my knees at her resting place,
“This weather one day you’re here next day you’re gone”.
“Excuse me?” I thought I heard her say.
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David Wakeling (
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Emotive words David.
Andy
Yes I guess it was an emotive time.Thanks for commenting
A very personal poem of love and loss and pain. A beautiful expression of human emotion
Thank you so much
Oh my… so much like my journey… minus the cancer, thus far. Liked and Faved 🙏🏻🕊
Thank you so much
A very touching personal write of love and loss, beautifully expressed in an emotional write
Thank you so much
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