After Alan: a reflective poem

Passage of time

after death

of a loved one.

Marking moments

memories of friends and 

intimacies of marriage

make me remember.

And yet

The door is closing

must close

on past times

A new freedom beckons

bittersweet

Strife-less; less safe,

haven lost to find

in new life:

breath

peace

hope

with fond remembrances of 

You.

(In memory of Alan Tun, my wonderful husband and best friend)

4 comments

  1. Words written from one’s heart speak more, too the volumes of silence.
    Like one page in our Bible about the love of God; touches all others.

    Thanks for sharing your poem Sarah, its beautiful.
    Shalom Kenny

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