Love that Was
What was True No More
It really happened. All that happened was
real. Though we experience so much life
within our imaginations, it is
the sharing that lends us that which to call
real—consensus reality—we felt
what we felt, knowing what we learned as we
went along together. Love and life and
all that accompanied these. But changes
come along with life, define life, present
choices—some we make better than others . . .
Love did not change; it abides still despite
separation. But conditions evolved
into distances that seem unbridgeable—
“irreconcilable” the term of ending.
David M Pitchford
9 June 2009


David,
I’ve been reading about you. Very interesting. By the way it’s your neighbor. Just checking to see if this works. Iwant your e-mail address. Later!
lol. I guessed as soon as I saw the spelling of your name, Aimee. I’ll email you as soon as I get around to it . . . if my server will let it through. Thanks for reading and leaving a comment
Glad it’s your dryer vent not mine!!
how neigborly is that? Can I borrow your dryer? Just for my good clothes – they wrinkle like mad in ours )-:
Such a beautiful poem and so heartbreaking in its reality.
Thank you.