Tuesday, 2 October 2007

The Chairs




I can still remember the chairs by the lake. I see Mum sitting on the right, Father on the left, almost no space between the chairs. They are holding hands, sitting in silence, looking at the sun. The golden ball sinks slowly to the lake, the mist rises from the water, and the air is the colour of roses.

I look at them and I smile, because I know that next summer I’ll be sitting with them, in Mum’s lap and look at the golden lake. They just don’t know it yet. They still think they are only two.


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14 comments:

sivuaskel said...

So interesting, smooth and lovely thougts. I'll understand, although I have never seen my grandparents. Life's going on. There's your turn!

SusuPetal said...

Life's going on, that's a soothing thought, Sivuaskel.

Mick said...

This is wonderful, Susu, the story and the photograph. :)

SusuPetal said...

Than you, Mick, you started this!

Elegia said...

I like those chairs, I could sit there too. But maybe it's not wise to sit in someone else's dream... Beautiful pic and words, again :))

SusuPetal said...

Do sit down, Elegia, please!

hpy said...

I recognize the inspiration.

SusuPetal said...

Inspiration is mutual, HPY.

Elegia said...

Thank you, Susu. I shit down!

SusuPetal said...

But not here, Elegia, plz!!!!

griesmail said...

If you tell this story, I can almost imagine those two people on their chairs. Its wonderful, to have such memories.
I love this photo, its so peaceful in this raging world. Keep this treasures forever Susu

SusuPetal said...

I like also the peace on this photo, so still, good to stay for a while, Griesmail.

Dyaus said...

Should I call it WOW or AMAZING? Pick your word. :)

SusuPetal said...

Both are as good, Dyaus:))