Departures
PETALS falling from fading roseMisting rain that comes and goesMidnight fallsOwl calls
Seeking moon breaking through
Sparkling river on the move
Thatches rood on keeper's lodge
Where birds roost in ones and twos.
Footprints on golden sand
To be washed away on tide's return
Simple joys that we once shared
Until you moved to another place
Where all mankind walk hand in hand.
Meryl Tookaram