The Saddest Time Of Your Life Poem by peter rodenby

A screaming wind unfastened our grip
Aching we clung, desperately embracing,
Breathing like one.
A tear trickled and twinkled
On a sad swollen face
And dissolved to obscurity
In a shower of rain.
Tired eyes revealed the disenchantment
You felt.
Sobbing shabby despair, we waited
For our bus to come.
Out from the cold winter night.
And I loved you there as I look back
On the saddest time of your life.
When hidden beneath your coat
Your stomach was swollen with carrying
Our unborn child.