Tuesday, June 05, 2012

On the Night Before

On the night before we had to leave, an angel visited us in the darkness. We were crying in Elizabeth's bed, see, her and myself, just holding each other and crying, and then the angel came down on a moonbeam or something and spoke to us. Your love was pure and your happiness was genuineand you should not weep for that, it whispered, and Elizabeth saiddon't you think we know that.

3 comments:

Miss you said...

This made me sad. But ... as the old rockers say, love hurts.

mother of the bride dresses with jacket said...

Sorry for that, but love itself is beautiful!

Gwen Harrod said...

So vivid. I could see you in the bed, holding each other and crying. Love it.