Email with TLJ:
S: My princess, this morning, this cold morning I pulled out of the driveway and onto the road to prison, my personal prison but my day would not be clouded by these dark thoughts. In the dullish light of the day, a beautiful silver-leaved tree shone out to me and spoke in a way I hadn’t seen in a long time. It spoke the whispered words of love and light and life. Without doing anything at all the tree made my day. Within that thought was a vision of you. Thank you.
T: thank you sweety.
S: Anytime (when I get the time – that’s a song by the Descendents – ‘When I get the time, I write a little rhyme – for you’)
T: i was just thinking the other day “how come shaun never writes me any poetry any more?” i suppose it’s because the wooing is over……..hmmmm?
S: Are you wooed? The poetry isn’t over – it’s being written every day.
T: i haven’t seen anything you’ve written lately, which is a shame, cause i was hoping you’d never stop writing.
S: I promise to never stop.
T: i remember when you started writing poetry when i first got to know you. you wrote this poem because hayden
had fallen while on some play equipment and about how worried you were – you told me about it.
S: Hmm..I don’t remember that – but a lot has happened since then.
T: i’m really sorry about what you and your wife and hayden have had to go through over the past week.
S: It’s been rough but I’m really glad Bronwyn and I have been able to still be parents for HJ despite us being separate.
T: thank you so much for your support too – it has been much appreciated. i really hope your wife gets to england and hope hayden’s 200% better by then.
S: I do too – it would be excellent for them both and everyone in England.
T: it’d be great for her to catch up with everyone. it’s only a shame you can’t see your friends and show hayden
off together.
S: We’ll take him when we go shall we?
T: and you really need to see your mother – she’ll sort you out!
S: She got me into this mess in the first place!!
T: missing you,
S: Not as much as I’m missing you sweety
T: i really hope hayden gets better soon,
S: Me too
T: and that you get to england soon,
S: we..we get to England.
T: love you, tlj
S: LoveUtoo sh
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