I feel you are concentrating too much on endings. Are you depressed? Find a gratitude, a something you can hold close and be thankful for. Find a beginning. I'm worried about you.
What a cute poem. We have a huge tree outside our attic window that shelters us from view in the summer. It too is slowly disappearing before our eyes, revealing us to the world again! Sending big hugs from acros the ocean - Al
Very elegant and thoughtful words as ever. You sound terribly sad and reflective and I'm not surprised given the last few months. Rejoice in the love you have now and in time the memories of love's past will bring you less pain - J
Love the photo, and the poem!
I have enjoyed trolling through your blog!bestjohn