So complete
In the month of May ten years ago, I met someone who would become very special to me in an art gallery.
Sadly, our time together did not last as long as it could have or should have.
But by sheer chance, I found myself walking close to that art gallery again recently - on what literally would have been 10 years to the day since our first meeting there.
And on finding the place now closed and abandoned . . . it really left me feeling quite overwhelmed by the weight of those memories.
So, while the sonnet I wanted to share here is actually inspired by many other people in my life - (from lost friends, to family, to passing strangers and so on). . . today, it is dedicated to her.
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À poem - painting perfect parting remembrance seeing a window reflection.
That is beautiful, George.