“In your own manner, you would speak in your own manner, and I would listen in mine, and when you listened, I would hear you listening.”
These are the last days, mum,
before pictures of you
are all we have, to touch and hold.
So, you can hear the choirs of love
and they are calling.
These last days will be another lifetime
of your friendship and trust
whilst your mind is wandering where it must
and the past entangles with the present
but you are always you.
We will listen, so you can be the universe
underneath the cover of life.
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Gregory Broadbent
I am 53, live in Melbourne, Australia, with my wife and two teenagers. I work as a counselor and tarot reader in North Melbourne and have been writing poetry and prose for over 35 years.
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