A short poem
There was a cliff, where we first met.
Below, perpetual waves crashed
At sunset, we watched the fishermen
return in dinghies.
She told me she was here for the moon
when the moon came out, she said
it looked like a rabbit's tummy
with the stars decorated as ears
and legs. I anticipated the pattern
and nodded happily.
We shared our stories under the
starlit night, there was a moment
of closeness in the air. That day,
my life changed forever.
Half-a- century followed...
Today she left me.
Her final breath fell with
a sigh. By her side, there
was numerous pictures of rabbits
she'd been asking me for days
If I could recall anything seeing them.
I was left clueless...