Still miss
you a bit
Btwn the night and day
There’s times
I can’t escape
Try as I may - edge towards
The cliff
I stand and sit and wait
To dissipate into the blue beyond
It’s not a bad feeling: not sad not at all
Like waiting for the sunrise or the sunset
We’ve done them both - so there’s no real need
Not at our age - at our age there is only time in buckets
And a world to seek and sometimes write about the joy
