RELATIONSHIP Poem: OUR WALK, by Sylvia Woodham

Remember Remember
Fondly, that day in September
When you returned to me.

The golden light kissed our face
As your hair gently brushed mine
When I whispered in your ear

Your beauty in pangs of grief
Of loss and turmoil seeking root
Always with a gentle smile

Your face with radiance shone
Rained on with uncertainty and loss
And looming distance ahead

Uncertain. Unknown.
The space between us.
Closed for one pure day.