• alisdaire_ocaoimph 5w


    For all
    The good times
    That held between us
    In little blessings that
    Of their own added up
    To everything
    From the little start
    The journeys taken
    The souls impart
    We shared, dared
    And in it bore
    The balance between us
    In flesh with our child
    A blessing, a dream
    And called her Aislin
    Time yields in visions quest
    The truth, the identity whole
    And there was you
    And there was me
    Between the two a journey wide
    And we couldn't touch again
    The spot within that did ignite
    The flame of life
    So we endured, were
    No more , no less
    Sad that pages turn
    That rewritten verses fill
    Between each shaded line
    Coloured horizon
    And left us friends.

    Alisdaire O'Caoimph