It is the longer path I used to tread, one with nothing new in it, no new stories, no fairies no gnomes. I had been lucky to have you walk some miles with me, through these otherwise deserted roads. Now that you walk no more, I have found myself stuck in the same stretch that we walked together for ever more.
A new journey begins where the old one ends. I rediscover everyday the same old crossroads.
I like your easy, relaxed style of writing which nevertheless uncovers deep layers of feeling.ReplyDelete