Celandines While You Lie Dying - Trudie Shannon

The sun is shining today
And joy of joys, two ducks play in the pond.
The celandines in all their golden glory gem strew the hedges.
The wind still wreaks havoc,
Blazes across the treetops, chivvies and gnaws voraciously the very sky.
But in here, all is much the same
Though you are quieter, less able to pass comment coherently.
The common term for this gradual withdrawal is 'slipping away'.
But I do not see you slip or slide
Just see that daily, you are a little less visible.

Trudie Shannon