The Greedy Old Lady

CARRY ON TUESDAY
http://carryontuesdayprompt.blogspot.com.au/
asks us to use the first line of an Emily Bronte poem
in blue

THE GREEDY OLD LADY

A little while, a little while,

Just a little longer.....

Though the days are growing short

I am growing stronger.

Life, which once was merely 'there' 

Now is such a jewel,

That not to have lots more of it

Would be intensely cruel!

Once, breathing in and breathing out 

Was something pretty boring

Now the mere mechanics

Are something worth adoring!

Life is such a miracle

I treasure every minute.

And, anyway, life can't go on

If I'm not included in it!

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ARRIVAL

(inspired by the photo)

I'd arrived

On the late flight from Amsterdam;

Cold, tired, hungry,

But, most of all,

Longing to meet you.

I rehearsed it all on the plane.

First, the long run down the escalator.

(Who would wait to be carried

On such a journey?)

Then the quick leap into

Your waiting arms.

The breathless kiss,

The whispered endearments,

The ride home on the bus;

The arrival at your flat;

The welcome, welcome, welcome

Home.

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I got the text message

As soon as I arrived......

'It's all over.....

Met someone else.....

Let's stay friends.....

Thanks for everything.'

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I stood still,

As life whirled on around me.......

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