For Hannah. We knew, but clung to fragile love.
Two children of the North
Sought warmth in company
Let warmth blossom into love
Days of golden bliss together
Days of stormy tempers too.
They looked upon the world from different hills,
Sharing the fertile vales between,
Each visited the others vantage point
Both views marred by lingering pain.
A journey shared, a journey sundered
Painful parting, painful reunion
Ever the case, ever waiting
Their minds touch when flesh touches
Then the self is burned away
But soon returns, a phoenix of ego
Painful parting, painful reunion
Good intentions paved the way
A month of summer in a Scottish year
A weekend of joy in a month of tears
Two children of the North.
Joe Blogs, 2017