A poem. A story. Written as a series of haiku.
Cold Winter evening
Feet stand upon a shoreline
Eyes on horizon
Waves of tenderness
Rise and fall and rise again
Ten fingers entwined
Memories abound
Of previous perfection
Now scattered like shells
Soft words are spoken
“Where did it all go so wrong?”
Tender tears are shed
Fingers fall apart
Bodies turn – one North, one South
To face their new lives
RC 13-6-19
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