Missing the Laughter

I miss it. The laughter The silliness That my life was once full of. The jokes, usually at my expense The quick one liners The looks and eye-rolls at something I’d said Something someone else had said, or something we’d seen or heard The stories of daft things he’d done The mutual teasing of each […]

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Then, I wore his ring

I dropped it in the snow It fell off without me even realising it had gone. I was on a snow scooter and fell off. I don’t know what I was doing on a snow scooter either I’m trying to be braver. Usually I wouldn’t have gone near the bloody thing I’m trying not to […]

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