Finding Each Other In a Country Lane a Collaboration With Victor Buhagiar

Sometimes I woke up late and in an outrage. Alone, did I always have to take a backstage? Silently she would leave the cottage early Leaving me on my own, though I loved her dearly. Often, after my early morning meal not to steal my spouse slumber, an ideal time, I would gather my shawl and walk down a wooded path illuminated in a rainbow gown. Sometimes I remembered those serene days Wandering in the city, searching new ways, Knowing her favourite haunts to get a bargain, Or get a tasty meal in some charming garden. Often, when we lived in the city, loneliness devoured what little I had, it filled me with emptiness. Now at peace in the forest green I knelt in front of a cross in a limestone grotto praying, never at loss. Sometimes When I saw she'd gone to God knows where, Jealousy ate my innards, but I had to clear the air. For I had known her quite a while and always knew She was a kindly woman, gifted and a lover true. Often, I closed my eyes and collected past loving reveries; he'd hold my hand on serene days and we'd visit parks and galleries. He had always treated me with kindness and respect. “God, lead me to touch the brokenness of his heart and let him forget." Sometimes Things always came to a head and decided, Love was too precious that we should be divided. So I followed her as she winded her way among trees. Found her before the crucifix praying on her knees. Often, I wished he was by my side in prayer. I heard a snap, I turned to see him standing there. I brushed away my tears, reaching for him to hold my hand. I forgot all about my tears, the man I always loved was God's plan. 6/21/2018 A collaboration with Victor Buhagiar, a pleasure to have had him do this with me. Duets: I Shall Collaborate With You Poetry Contest Sponsored by: James Edward Lee Sr.