Anyway, we do carry on.
E is very strong. We can talk about the future. We can enjoy the present. Can't ask for more.
This wee bit of verse I wrote on 17th March, 2006, whilst in Fuerteventura
MY ANAM CARA
What part,
What tiny piece of her is it?
That I hold so dear
So close?
A tiny part that I possess
And call my own.
So small – and yet
Awesome
In its capacity
For such all embracing love.
And yet
A love that seeks not to deprive those who do…
Those who will always…
Nor those that may yet –
love her.
Not to take away from them.
Much, much more.
To add and strengthen.
To be part of those that love her.
But to love her in my way.
Our way.
A reflective need
Each for the other
Encircling
Just a tiny part of her soul
To hold for always.
My Anam Cara.
What part,
What tiny piece of her is it?
That I hold so dear
So close?
A tiny part that I possess
And call my own.
So small – and yet
Awesome
In its capacity
For such all embracing love.
And yet
A love that seeks not to deprive those who do…
Those who will always…
Nor those that may yet –
love her.
Not to take away from them.
Much, much more.
To add and strengthen.
To be part of those that love her.
But to love her in my way.
Our way.
A reflective need
Each for the other
Encircling
Just a tiny part of her soul
To hold for always.
My Anam Cara.
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Beautiful.
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