I think the deepest emotion here is not simply the sadness of separation. It is the pain of loving people while knowing that their presence in our lives is never guaranteed. There are three different sorrows woven into this poem: the anticipatory grief of watching parents and elders grow old, the heartbreak of people we…
Two hearts must choose to walk as one, To share the rain, to chase the sun. Two souls must trust, two hands must hold, To build a love more precious than gold. It takes two voices to make a vow, Two willing hearts to honour it somehow. Two must forgive, two must believe, Two must…