Love’s story
Everywhere she said
I see him everywhere
the sorrow of it howling, silent on her face
So strange to look and look but find him gone
sixty two years this home, the farm and fields
together work and leisure days
Like Gabriel Oak whenever she looked up
but now, so strange,
his presence and his absence silent
ringing in the rooms.
Love’s story
quiet glory
tolled in desolation brimming
unshed tears.
January 28th 2023 Hounoux
