A JOINT CONTINUATION
Today I held her small hand -while she wept against my chest -
tenderly, lovingly, in admiration...
my love is all these things and more.
I refrained from weeping
to be, to stay, strong, just for her.
I knew the reason for her sorrow:
There might not be a tomorrow
where we both are here together.
In that moment that is a certainty
we will be painfully parted, torn,
and whoever is left will live in hope
that somehow the Universe will allow -
at some stage, somewhere, the scope
of... a joint continuation.
© Griffonner 2021
Poetry by Griffonner

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Written on 2021-12-30 at 13:14




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