Monday, 24 August 2020

Fifty years of marriage.

 Is it really a year since we celebrated our golden wedding? Time flies by. My hairdresser asked me how I had managed to stay with the same person for tea length of time. I said because we love each other, are tolerant of each other’s faults and we are the best of friends. For our family dinner where not just my children And grandchildren came but many of my cousins, I wrote a poem:

Fifty


Side by side, hand clasping hand,

We have walked the byways of being 

Together for the past fifty years .

At times, sitting beside the still waters of life 

Relaxed, contented and gratified in our happiness.


Other moments we have lain in the sunshine

Basking in the brightness of our love for each other

Or slept in balmy, warm days of contentment.

Ignoring other people in our enclosed world.

We have stood on each side  of the raging torrent

Crashing against the rocks and rapids of our anger,

Separated, alone and baffled by our fury and ire

Starch stiff in the rightness of our cause.

Only to watch as the torrent slowly subsides

As a passing storm into our love for each other.

In ffifty years we have become more than lovers

But friends and constant companions.

Sharing each others  moments of triumph

Comforting one another in times of stress. 

Now with confidence and calm we find

The tingling of senses and the excitemen

As hand in hand we continue life's journey.


This has all been tested in the lockdown but we have come through still lovers and friends.

I read In the news paper some time ago about a couple who had been married for over fifty years and had then been separated by being sent to different nursing homes. From this came my novel Saving Grace where the man attempts to be reunited with his wife.

This can be purchased from Amazon

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