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    Those Adoring Eyes

    Those Adoring Eyes – Chapter 4 (Epilogue)

     

     

    I look up at the blue sky, feeling the warmth of the afternoon sun on my face. I smile as I sit here alone with my back against the rock, remembering. 

     

    Remembering last year, the pain it caused to me, the emotions that I went through as I remembered the occasions that I had sat at this rock.

     

    I remembered how I held her the first time, when we lost him, how I cradled her in my arms as she wept, when I had to be strong for her, and I was. I was strong for her but I also failed her. I failed in the worst possible way, I wasn’t with her when they told her and I couldn’t hold it together. 

     

    I fell apart, and no one was there to catch me.

     

    That’s why the next time when I sat at this rock, that’s how I sat alone on the day he was due to be born, the loneliest day of my entire life, but she told me she was there too, watching me, but she couldn’t come to me, that’s what she’d told me, but she had watched me, from afar.

     

    In complete contrast, the year after, we brought Angelica, five months old lying on the blanket beside us as Tina leaned over to kiss me, the most delicate kiss I can remember, and I remember how we made love after Angelica went to bed that night, it was the sweetest and most delicate I remember, well, during that time in our lives anyway, I smiled as I looked at the shoreline and thought about this morning, this morning was sweet and delicate too.

     

    Last year, a turning point in both of our lives, the day our star shone down upon us, in a sky of dots shining down; there was one, one that outshone all the rest, the one that we both knew to be our son.

     

    On what would have been his second birthday, he brought us together, he brought peace and understanding between two people whose love had never died, he brought us both to the beach that day, and we talked, all weekend we talked.

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    Comments

    1. Yippie!!!!!! Please Jo, let their be no complications. Lets just have a story of these two wonderful women loving each other and they’re children. We can have some fun from Alice and the gang, but no drama please. Beautiful poem.

    2. Your words go so deep to explain the crevice’s of their souls, and as good as they were the first time around, I must tell you that your words hit an even deeper place the second time around. Please continue to take my breath away Jo. I love the way you write.

    3. The first time maded me wept.the second time around the same. This was a day of sorrow, now a day of happiness. They are so beautiful together thanks again.

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