Clareville
the sun shimmered on sydney blue
this beautiful autumn day
it has been five years
since your departure
your house is still the same
untouched
waiting for you to return
to cast your magic wand
we drank tea from your little
tea cups and spoke of you
we can do that now without tears
from the deck
looking out at the bay
we remember the times of hilarity and laughter
chatting about this and that
your old cat sitting between us
smiling and loving the company
we hide our sadness in madeira cake
making attempts at jolliness
knowing the whole time
it will never be the same again
you have gone
I can feel the wistfulness here.. so palpable in your closing lines especially.. sigh..
ReplyDeleteSo beautiful and sad. I can see the cat, awaiting her return.
ReplyDeleteEnjoyed. Have a good Sunday
ReplyDeletemuch love...
It is sad when the realization that things will never be the same hits, but you still have memories and they will remain constant.
ReplyDeleteA loving tribute to someone who lingers in fond memory. Beautifully written!
ReplyDeleteThis is so touching. I like the fact that it is so real without being overly sentimental. Lovely.
ReplyDeleteSad and beautiful.
ReplyDeleteA beautiful noment relived. It should be sad, but...
ReplyDeleteA moving account of a sad time.
ReplyDeleteYou're never the same after losing someone. There is only a different kind of normal. I feel a resigned melancholy in your words. This is well-written and makes my heart ache for you.
ReplyDeleteStill the place and the cat and all those who loved Ruth remain ... and that must be some comfort, albeit tinged with nostalgia.
ReplyDeleteTears of love are never wasted for they are a measure of your heart.
ReplyDeleteThe sense of loss is beautifully portrayed - time is not really a healer..
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