I’m looking at you as I knit and sew
In the garden with the rosemary in flower.
I wonder if you’d recognise me now?
Now I can’t look at you
And you can’t look at me
But the loving gaze was a blessing
I  am filled with gratitude
So why am I weeping?

About Katherine

I like art, poetry,history, literature,cooking,doing nothing to music.And conversation
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