Sharon Morgan

October, 1962 - (London)
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Losing a husband

A hand that is held tight,
a silent kiss
A cup of tea, a hearty meal
Someone to laugh with
and to chatter without breaks

A hug, a squeeze
Before you wake and remember
that you were dreaming of what was
A smile, a silent glance

Rolled eyes with nothing said
The left side of the bed
The driver in the car,
the passenger in the driver’s seat
Those words ‘I love you because….’

Before you wake to remember
that you were dreaming of what was.
Be proud of what was,
Together with having loved, lived
And made memories.
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