It’s Wednesday it must be time for Friday Fictioneers. The photo this week is courtesy of AnElephanCant – (an elephant obviously can) and we Fictioneers are following the yellow jersey of our tour leader Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. Join us and meet new and interesting writers from all over the globe, we have fun but be warned, it is very addictive and your Wednesdays will never be the same again.
Genre: Poetry
Word Count: 100
Life’s Cycle
We rode side by side in silence lost in thought
Happy in companionable silence
Our love was new in that early carefree time
When you looked at me and saw perfection
And I looked at you in adoration
The years unfolded bringing joy and heartache
At times it seemed in equal measure
We rode out less as our children came
And interrupted our treasured togetherness
We argued and fought like any married couple
Until we found our new direction and grew close again
The same but stronger
Now too old to ride, our cycles gather dust and hold
Our memories