16th July

A Few More Minutes

A sleepy Saturday afternoon

     daydreaming… another time another place.

Ding ding it’s my phone, a text

     it’ll be Jane, reminding me of her love.

But no it’s 02 and their free minutes

     I don’t want their free minutes.

I want a few more minutes with my love.

We started the jigsaw together

     and now she can’t finish it.

I built her a kitchen

     and now she can’t cook in it.

Her whistles lie dusty

     there’s no-one to play them.

I want a few more minutes with my love.

A figure in the distance

     looks like Jane on her way home.

I’ll surprise her soon with that new stair carpet

     still have the sample she chose.

Pizzas, burgers, beans and chips

     where’s all the salad gone?

I want a few more minutes with my love.

Les Ramblas, Barcelona

     Museu Picasso and a seat by the fountains.

New York’s Museum of Modern Art

     the ice rink in Central Park.

Le Musée d'Orsay dans le Paris

       Le Château de Versailles and it’s outdoor restaurant.

I want a few more minutes with my love.

I want to hold her hand

     when I walk across the park.

I want to say ‘I love you’

     when the nights are getting dark.

And now I’m feeling low

     I really miss her hugs.

I want a few more minutes with my love.

1 John 4:8 ‘God is love.’ (NIV)