by RiverMaya
Ouch. Brings back many sad memories of my own parent's divorce.
Well done.
A mix of sad ingredients to make a cool served meal that's hard to swallow.
So, if not a dinner for two, hopefully, there's a friendly chat over fingerfood or at least a cup's length to share.
Thanks for sharing
A lovely, if sad, poem, RM. I can just see the journey from loving, intimate dinners to opportunities to snipe at each other.
Humbled and thank you.