Reblogging this as we found the shoe box iin the roof today.
We found a shoe box the other day,
Something forgotten, but not thrown away,
Scores of images filled it to the brim,
Pictures of me, and pictures of him.
Photos of landscapes, sun, sea and sand,
Candlelit dinners, him holding my hand,
Hats in the sunshine, making me squint,
Our life on a budget, because we were skint.
Walks in the forest, some flowers and bees,
Supported on sticks for our dodgy knees,
Views of a river, a dimly lit street,
That pub in the town where we agreed to meet.
Crazy golf in the rain, getting wet in the park,
Prawn crackers at bus stops, we’d sit in the dark
Watching the people who took no notice of us,
That couple on the bench waiting for their bus.
Two forks with our dinner of chicken fried rice,
Sweet and sour sauce made it especially nice,
For we had no…
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