LAST NIGHT I CAME ACROSS MY PARENTS Poem by Hagar Peeters

Last night I came across my parents,
two pallid figures that inclined towards
each other in the white light of a lantern.

Judging from their joyous state I was as yet
unborn. They were both young and much in love.
A great sadness then came over me
because I knew the course that things would take.

She roared with laughter at something he had whispered.
He laughed out loud as he still often does.
We exchanged a courteous greeting
and afterwards we went our separate ways.

‘Wait a moment,' I called after them,
we'll surely meet again some time.
Arm in arm they silently turned a corner.