You called and I could hear the pain in your voice. It’s hard for you, to have to travel so far, and face such sadness at the end of the journey. It’s not a burden I can share. All I can do is check you in, hold the fort, do the washing, make sure this moving back and forth is as easy as possible. I wish I could do more.
Nobody warned me that the future always comes at such a price. We move on, gaining and losing all the time. We have no choice in this.
roses are fading
light lingers in the garden
twilight comes gently