Seventy-Five Years

Reblogging this is memory of my Nanna, who passed at 10pm last night. Together with Bill. RIP Edith

By Sarah

Image credit By Sarah ©2017

Holding his lady.
Married seventy-five years.
On deathbed he lies,
vows honored until the end.
A portrait of love, endures.

By Sarah ©2017

Author’s note:  This piece is dedicated to my nanna, 95 years old, and my grandfather “Bill” who passed away in June 2015. They had a truly remarkable and inspiring love; married more than 75 years! I can’t even imagine the bond they shared. Nanna claims he still visits her every night in her dreams, asking her when she will join him 💜💙💚

Prompt: Ramblings Of A Writer, Weekly Tanka Prompt Challenge, Week 59 – portrait and lady

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8 thoughts on “Seventy-Five Years”

  1. I am so sorry for your loss Sarah. Your poem is beautiful.
    My Mum was also 95 and she passed away in January. My thoughts are with you, and as my Mum and Dad are now reunited, I am sure your Nanna and Bill are also together in the Garden of Forever. ❤ ❤

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