In loving memory of Graham Cleverley who died recently and who wrote this beautiful piece for his wife Jo Anne.
“New Year 1993”
When in the evening comes the time
for memories and dreams
We remember different dawns
and different days
We only share the setting sun.
But if your morning
was not my morning
When your sun peaked it did not shine
on me nor mine on you
Yet we share the setting sun.
And more for we shall share
the dreaming and the memory time
In the evening when the sun has gone.
(used by kind permission of Jo Anne)
What memories came to your mind?