We met in wonder, lust and joy
We grew with understanding, dreams and hopes.
We collected, things, a home and children
We became busier, forgot our love and just did.
We noticed the gaps, the distance, but kept quiet
We feared falling, but didn’t listen to the other.
We grew rounder, our hair grey, our face older
We still did nothing to find what we lost.
We noticed the children leave to live their life
We even envied their new found early love.
We never spoke, only wished
Until it felt impossible.
Now we’re old, we think and regret
What we had so precious but lost.
In bitterness, conflict and hate
If only we could have shown some kindness
If only before it was too late.
Tom