Is Missing You - Forever
Is Missing You - Forever
I ask as I pull my hand from the telephone
a beautiful morning, I rush to tell you.
the pink iris has bloomed
I must remember to tell you,
all of life minutiae we savoured as friends
are stored on the top shelf
in the airing cupboard.
each time, I tell you,
I lovingly store it in the pink box,
for later.
Copyright © Patricia Cresswell | Year Posted 2018
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