Two delightful visitors who had been childhood friends, then gone their own ways through life met again after the deaths of their respective spouses.
Something stronger grew between them. Now in their seventies they demonstrate a tenderness for each other, tempered by a lifetime of experience: a little banter passes between them.
They told me their stories after they each agreed to write a six word autobiography. We talked: they laughed, they were self-deprecating, but what came through was a glorious human story. Together, we wrote their poems.
The intertwined poems can be seen on the Dawyck Anthology page . . .