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

















