thistles
you came into my world
like sunshine on heather
on the slopes of Ben Lomond
like a soft wind
bringing springtime
to the Great Glen
you enriched my life
like a unicorn
brightens a child’s dreams
with magic and joy
and summer passed
in a wondrous haze
where thistles
meek as daisies
brushed our smiling lips
and the sweet sound
of a thousand bagpipes
reflected in our laughing eyes
you left
after you took from me
everything
you could steal*
like the light
from my heart
and the hope
from my soul
and the memory
of love
that perhaps
never did exist
*Thank you, Uncle Bobby
To hear the poet read his words:
https://ceayr.com/2021/12/31/thistles/
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