Starlight

Starlight

On a cold winter’s night
They sat, hand in hand
Ravaged by time
Old in design

Two dinosaurs
In a digital age
Still in analogue love
Upon a wireless hub

Sitting on a park bench
Beneath a full moon
At the end of their time
Bodies poised to resign

As frost gathers around
They glisten as one
Hands intertwined
Old parchment defined

By the toil of life
And the flow of time
Drifting free of its wake
To the eternal break

60 years together
In each other’s pocket
Just earthly loose change
Through life’s great exchange

Such memories they share
(A time capsule of minds)
Of their first caress
Of a little red dress
Of that wanton smile
Of the initial denial
Of the realisation
Of hearts being taken
Of confetti and smiles
Of rose wrapped aisles
Of laughter and joy
Of a girl or a boy?
Of a difficult birth
Of a new seed for the earth
Of a recovery too long
Of a bond holding strong
Of a love so entwined
Of contentment defined

But, their world has now gone
So they sing their own song
They’ll do it their way
As ‘ol’ blue eyes’ would say

So, now, here they rest
Two peas in a pod
Perched, ever so gently,
Upon the easel of God

A brush stroke in time
Part of the canvas devine
As they both fall asleep
While the sky starts to weep

They become effervescent
In the past and the present
The universe is theirs
As they walk up those stairs

Fragmenting to light
To illuminate the night.

©️  Stephen W Atkinson