The darkness of the garden
Had nought to do with light
Two middle-aged men, sitting
Staring at anything but each other
As if connecting eyes would confirm
And hasten the prognosis
Sombre mood, impending loss
Uncertainty and fear … but stoic …
People depend on us
Early memories, mere feelings
Of pre-natal intertwined limbs … touching
Secure, safe and loving, protected in the darkness
Young laughter, fun, competing
Striving to outdo, lear…
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