A poem from my WP archives (March 2018), that I’ve tinkered with, and rehashed a number of times over the years. The original poem was written years before Carole passed (12 years ago), so the wording is quite ambiguous and introverted, and I’ll leave it up to your imaginations to interpret my thoughts …
Just A Call Away (Revised #2)
Waiting, when is she to summon me
Pondering what might have been
Writing to one and all, a finale
Pen to paper, wanting her to see
How I survived the Tasman Sea
While searching for her freedom tree
Wondering if it’s a selfish sin
To wear my second skin
Under an invisible coat of tin
Ivor Steven (c) December 2023

I have no idea what it means Ivor but I do like it 💜💜💜
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Thank you Willow and I’m not sure myself … the original poem was written during some some dark and tough times … Carole’s MS was getting worse, the first stanza, (we were always hoping for a cure) … the 2nd stanza is about my recovery from my stroke (my second skin) … and trying to care for Carole at the same time … really I’m not sure how I coped… I was a mess (wearing invisible tin) 😊💙
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You made it through Ivor ….all to your credit….I hope you got help. ….it’s a beautiful poem 💜💜💜
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Thanks Willow … yes I had professional help … 💙💕
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I am so pleased to hear that 💜💜
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Flows wonderfully
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Thank you very much Maranda 😊😍
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I too like it, had to read the comments as well. 🙂 💕
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Thank you Raquel … yes it’s quite metaphorically introverted and abstract from a very emotionally desperate time 😊☺️❤️
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A lovely poem Ivor
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Thank you very much Sadje 😊💙
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You’re always welcome
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💜💜💜
(((HUGS)))
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so very moving, Ivor
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Thanks Beth … they were traumatic times …
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Very heartfelt and moving.
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Thanks very much Bridgette … life was tough back then …
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