Laughing With Rudi Poem by Louise Tredoux

Embracing, kissing, holding, stroking,
laughing with Rudi, watching TV,
preparing a meal, listening to our
favourite music together, hanging
on his arm as he makes telephone
calls

Driving to town with Rudi behind the
old Landrover’s steering wheel, listening
to Rudi, punching him as he insists on
misunderstanding my meaning, running
from Rudi, life has new meaning within
the framework of Rudi’s presence

The context of his voice, the happiness of
his touch – I love him so much…