2013

Married three years now,
Gone by in the blink
Of an eye, while you reach
Down to me, take my
Hand in yours, forever and always.
Our married life ahead –
Flat by the sea, friends and family,
And a newborn niece
To spoil.

Not knowing of the clouds ahead,
Of illness, loss, and confusion,
A country isolated and adrift,
While our family rallies round
And pulls itself together.

Quicker even than that blink
Ten years passed, yet your hand,
Remains in mine,
A little battered, bruised,
Older and not really wiser
Holding fast for thirteen years.