October 11, 2023, 03:04 PM
Dear old friend,
We’ll never sit and laugh among the standing stones
You’ll never meet Fig
You won't know the persistence of Katla,
or the cleverness of Swift,
Or the faces Skáld makes.
I wont know if you are sick or injured,
No one will tell me when you’re hurt.
I will no longer recognize your scent,
I will forget the sound of your howl.
I wont know the day you die;
No one will tell me.
In time you will forget your promise-
To love me forever.
In time I will forget my promise-
To love you forever.