Collide

  When twolives collide: the life I livethe life I left behind; & like the fairytale, it seems, that I’ve beensleeping for a million years. When one greatlove, it died; ‘forever’just a word, & twenty yearsa legacy of children,horses, that old dream. Hindsight’sfor the aged reflectionone last gift; when two livescollide a whirlpoolof surmise which leadsto this. ‘Love’, what did itmean?