The Meeting of Couples – Barcelona 2008

As promised I sit to write out this poem.

Alone with my thoughts that are my thoughts alone,

About the meeting of a couple far from Down Under.

A more pleasant a meeting you couldn’t have with any other.

Separated by land, by seas and the passing of years.

Two lives built by memories and not just souvenirs.

It’s a pleasure to meet with a couple like this,

Who take all life on and make the most out of it.

Who share in all moments & in all places new,

Who have a youthful adventure in all that they do.

I must also admire you to stand with a smile in that cue,

Through all of those taunts and the slags that I threw.

If I only knew now, what I thought that I knew.

I’d realise that it is me that is searching few clews,

To what makes things last so fresh and so new.

Evident by this meeting I had with you two.

I should’ve used this time better and left no answers behind.

I’d query your happiness together and clear peace of mind.

How through it all, you stay as connected as seen,

And defend both positions like a seasoned pro team.

These are the things that are searched out by all.

Like your team in the World Cup. I dropped the ball.

So foolishly as presented, this opportunity I missed.

But all was not lost and still some accomplished.

From a square in Barcelona and a cue in Spain.

I know from my thoughts what I’ll kept and what remains.

If your feelings are true and your intentions sincere.

You’ll always have what matters most close and always near.

You’ll never be worried about the passing of years.

You’ve a lifelong friend & companion to share in all fears.

Time’s but a measure mapped out on a scale.

You have a lifetime together where many others have failed.

This is the wisdom that is your lives together alone.

If I look for answers I must go map out my own.

So to Robert & Trudi Granger, this is my poem to you.

Stay always as youthful & to yourselves always be true.