PoetryPix
depictions by the rule of thirds; descriptions mostly freestyle words
Death of this Lady’s Man
The last day of September and we stood and watched the gulls over the bay – resting on the balustrade. The afternoon was warm and there was a sense of triumph in the length of the walk and the places of childhood revisited, memories freshened and rewritten.
How would it have been, if we had known then, that there was just one week left for us to be together?
Dedicated to my husband of 26 years and companion of the road – 7.10.18
16 Comments on “Death of this Lady’s Man”
Feedback is food for thought....
Conversations
 | Jane Dougherty on The sundial |
 | Laura Bloomsbury on The sundial |
| Laura Bloomsbury on The sundial |
 | Carol J Forrester on The sundial |
| Jane Dougherty on The sundial |
Poetry in Print
You do not weep alone.
LikeLike
you always find the right words Jilly x
LikeLiked by 1 person
I’m here now; I’m here later. x
LikeLike
Thinking of you
LikeLike
that is good to know Diana – many thanks
LikeLike
I am so sorry. You will be in my thoughts and prayers. Sending love and hugs…
LikeLike
thank you for your kind words and thoughts
LikeLiked by 1 person
I’m so sorry, Laura. Love and hugs.
LikeLike
Appreciate that Robin – thank you
LikeLike
My dear friend I am heartbroken to hear about your loss. Sending you much love.
LikeLike
Donna it is so good to hear from you and thank you for your thoughtfulness
LikeLiked by 1 person
I wish I could be there for you Laura.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Heart wrenching poem. My deepest condolences for your sudden loss.
LikeLike
Thank you for your condolences Cressida
LikeLike
I’m so sorry to hear this news, Laura. I am thinking of you.
LikeLike
I appreciate your thoughtfulness Sarah
LikeLike