I've just found this in the archives and would like to do some revision.
Flashbacks
I saw your father last night
Two years have rolled by since the phone tolled delivering its terminal message.
This earthquake shook me waves radiating from my epicentre.
In a tremor of aftershock I whispered to her of his slipping away.
sorry to hear that - she was distanced from the devastation.
Aw… he looked so handsome
He wore a flat cap in winter to warm his shiny pate,
Now, it rests at the back of my reminiscence drawer with her butterfly brooch and snapshots of their life.
I scrutinize their wedding photo, all eyes smiling, lips saying Cheese. His dark waves were intact … yes, he was handsome.
I think he might take me back
When their marriage fractured a tug of war stretched me until I split into pieces. Although middle-aged, I was a child.
He embraced a new wife for twelve years, Even if his life had extended, he could not … would not return to her yearning arms.
He gave me a beautiful brooch
Her smile was wide - unaware the broken butterfly would not settle on her breast again.
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