Wintry Morning

Photo by Jeannette

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Early morning…….sunrise, air crisp/cold – no breeze.

The sun reflecting off the snow covered grass

A stillness protecting us as we walk along holding

Hands.

Trying to savor each moment not wanting this

Time of “us” to end. Knowing that the final destination means

Separating. Promises of tomorrow that we know all too well is not

Promised.

Soaking up visions of him – him of me. Eyes transfixed on

Each other. Me studying his face my eyes caressing

Every inch of him. His eyes sad I hold his hand

Tighter. A picture, a kiss, hugs we wish could last forever.

Happiness/sadness all at the same time as we sit waiting

For that train to come. Everything is right in the world today.

An intimate breakfast. Blocking out the outside world we

Held each other with our eyes. A long stroll. Finding solace in

The tall buildings that crowded the Manhattan streets and sounds

Of construction even this early morning, breaking the silence

Of us. I look up to see just the tip of the orange bus that

Waits for me to board taking me far from him. I try to walk

Even slower – I don’t want it to end, forcing myself to push

Forward.

Cherishing the time spent. It was a beautiful night and the morning

blessed me with him still near me. Boarding the bus with sadness – time to

Move on….taking one more look. Trying to sear the memory

Of him in my mind, my heart full, my joy complete and I let

The tears just spill over my cheeks as the bus pulled off

Never to go back that way again. But I feel complete and whole

And loved and satisfied.