30th August 1991
Moved out, moved on, moving.
What were we expecting to happen?
No longer married, you said.
How can that be?
Like twins conjoined we brought life into the world
Those lives would not be, but for us
Our blood, our genes, our mingled lives and theirs
Easy to say 'divorce'?
Almost as easy as 'married'.
How does this new dance go?
We thought we knew the steps for 'married' but 'divorced' is new ground.
How do we move? How do we go on being parents but apart now?
Teach me how to make it work
Our children need us now more than they did before
They are hurt and grieving for the loss of what they had
Not knowing who to support and how, who to be with angry with, who made this pain?
The boys need a father in their lives to show them how a man should be
Where is he? Far away, in miles and in mind
Teach them how to be men.
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