No more kisses on the Wind

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In their last lifetime together

He was seldom by her side.

He had promises to keep.

“I will be with you in the next lifetime…

My darling wife…“

As he blew  kisses on the Wind

The storms of life were raging.

The woman she was aging.

The ‘one who was on his way’

had not arrived.

She lit the candle.

Scrubbed the floor.

All was in readiness and more.

The fruit was dried, the pickles done;

She had worked from dawn till setting sun.

Still the “one who was on his way’ had not arrived.

Why am I still dreaming a maiden’s dreams?

I know the score.

It is not always what it seems.

Still she cleaned, gathered and spun.

She worked from dawn till setting sun.

In the night she dreamed a long dream.

“I could not come

to you this

lifetime wife.

I had hard living.

I had…

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