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Thoughts and observations by English poet Roger N. Taber, a retired librarian and poet-novelist.- "Ethnicity, Religion, Gender, Sexuality ... these are but parts of a whole. It is the whole that counts." RNT [NB While I have no wish to create a social network, I will always reply to critical emails about my poetry. Contact: rogertab@aol.com].

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Sadly, a bad fall in 2012 has left me with a mobility problem, and being diagnosed with prostate cancer the same year hasn't helped, but I get out and about with my trusty walking stick as much as I can, take each day as it comes and try to keep looking on the bright(er) side of life. Many of my poems reflect the need to nurture a positive-thinking mindset whatever life throws at us.

Monday, 24 February 2020

Love, Cry Me Sometimes

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A colleague once asked me if I thought he was ‘betraying’ his late partner by finding happiness with someone else.

Well, why be lonely when you can be happy, and who would want anyone to be lonely anyway?

As it happens, they were a gay couple, not that sexuality has anything to do with love, loss, or moving on. Moreover, as I have said on the blogs more than once, moving on doesn’t have to mean leaving anyone behind. Love never dies, but remains an inspiration along life's journey and beyond. 

Ah, but never compare love and lovers; that isn't fair on anyone.

Now, yes, it’s good to cry sometimes, but let’s never forget how to laugh, love …and live.

LOVE, CRY ME SOMETIMES 

Don’t cry me
because you still love me,
yet cry me sometimes
if only because it so happened
I couldn’t stay

Don’t cry our love
left in your safekeeping,
yet keep it safe
if only because love deserves
its say

Don’t cry the times
we’d always pull together,
yet cry me sometimes
if only because it so happened
I couldn’t stay

Don’t cry the mistakes
we’ll always be sorry we made,
yet cry me sometimes
if only for those we didn’t get
to put right

Don’t cry me
because time did the dirty on us,
yet cry me sometimes
if only for your being happy
with someone else

Copyright R. N. Taber 2011

[Note: This poem first appeared on the blog several years ago, and a reader has asked me to reinstall it.]

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