I love the work of this artist, stories galore in his work. So I thought maybe this one might fit the bill!
my response to Mag77
Thanks for the great prompt Willow.
So I turned around and walked away for ever,
Never thinking how the days were going to drag.
Put away the things that we had done together,
For I'd heard that saved up memories can go bad.
And half my heart said, never let him come again,
And part of me said , let him please come soon.
As I sank into the chair where once he held me,
And the whole place whispered, this is Alan's room.
Very gently in it's box I placed my lovely ring,
I would never wear it on my hand again.
God alone knows why it's over now this precious thing,
I may know some day but I must wait 'til then.
And half my heart said, never let him come again,
And part of me said, let him please come soon.
As I sank into the chair where once he held me,
And the whole place whispered, this is Alan's room.
[The happy ending? yes ...he came back!]
