Do not count the days.   /Haiku/

Writ into the act of birth,

Our fate is to die.

© P. J. Oszmann (2007)

You walked into my life unexpected…

Tall, with dark eyes, dark hair, unsmiling face,

Called me dumb wit; I never suspected

Fate would guide us into a hot embrace.

Blowing cigarette smoke into my face,

You were so cool, serious and detached,

Radiant, demure and so full of grace

And I a dumb wit… we were so mismatched…

You, a scholar, a perfect A grade student

And I just a lazy average sod;

I thought studying together just wouldn't

Be right, or prudent, but utterly odd.

Yet, by some magic, it all worked like charm.

Friendship blossomed, then with spring in the air,

You reached out and - to my joy and alarm -

Playfully and cheekily ruffled my hair…

The rest, as they say, is now history…

Many predicted it would never last.

At no stage was it plain tomfoolery…

Oh Dear God, how time could fly by so fast?

You've been with me… friend, partner, lover, wife,

Someone to trust every inch of the way,

Companion to bring meaning to my life,

A solid tower of strength every day.

We live our lives from day to day and think

There will be another day tomorrow,

But every day disappears in a blink;

All that remains is regret and sorrow.

I know, nothing on earth could ever last,

But I find it now hard to comprehend

How time had flown away so very fast,

How soon we arrived to the bitter end.

The rest is silence. What else can I say?

That I loved you? By now, it is too late.

I should have said it aloud every day…

But here am I now, head bowed and prostrate…

Thank you for the time you spent amongst us…

Farewell my love, your fight was hard and long.

Your life's journey was brave and glorious,

You're back amongst angels, where you belong.

If there exists another dimension

By the good grace of a Spirit Supreme,

Be there and wait for my soul's ascension,

To unite with you in another dream.

© P. J. Oszmann (20 August 2007)

© Illustration created in Photoshop for the Order of Service (reduced)

Posted in Loving Memory of My Wife and Partner

Dr Erika Marianna Oszmann - nee Korda

15 March 1934 - 15 August 2007

                     R. I. P.