A Long Time Ago

I saw a sad man who had lost his love

he stood with a faraway gaze.

As lost as he looked, as sad as he was,

I was minded of long ago days.

 

Of a time before love

of a time full of pain

of the day that my big brother died.

 

I watched as the messenger carried the news

his face all ashen by the burden.

He bade me sit and imparted his news.

I cried, I cried, I CRIED!!

 

Time passes, pain eases, and life carries on

and you love and are loved in return.

But at night in the shadows inside of the dreams

the memories come back and they burn.

A Great Love

Looking back I see a woman of great beauty
and a man of much intensity.
Despite his modest looks she took him to her
and he loved her with his intenseness.
 
Their life was filled with passion and a great love
and later with children they both cherished.
They thought their life was made – and then
His head seemed to blow up, haemorrhage.
He repaired but was never the same.
She got the dreaded cancer.
She repaired but was never the same.
 
They’re older now but their love
after more than forty years remains a great love
while their bodies collapse about them.
They don’t give in, they carry on
What else is there?
…and they still love each other – greatly.