English: Pale horse In field between the railway line and the Eastern Cleddau. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
I shiver- -the darkness
cold, missing you
already.
Ignore the rain
on my face
over your suffering.
The inevitable lingers- -
a huge spider in its web,
dangling around my neck.
I’ve begged it to leave you
here with me. I could
rewrite the turning
of seasons I’ve squandered
without you. Selfish, I know- -
after all, pale horses are impatient.
I’ve heard quietus
can be kind- -beautiful
like you. It’s down deep
in the well of missing
more years together- -
I fear most.
Sis,
give mom and dad
my love. I’ll see you smiling
again one timeless Sunday
for dinner and pie.
We’ll laugh
over no more tomorrows- -
then see about taming
a pale horse or two.
For Clara, I love you sis.
Copyright 2012, by Suzie Ashby.
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Awesome Suzie I love it & I love you!
My sweet Anonymous, I love you too. Please don’t lose me. Hugs and Kisses.