Under your caring wing

Pour Toi, mon Amour

Je suis allé au marché aux oiseaux

Et j’ai acheté des oiseaux

Pour toi

Mon amour

Je suis allé au marché aux fleurs

Et j’ai acheté des fleurs

Pour toi

Mon amour

Je suis allé au marché à la ferraille

Et j’ai acheté des chaînes

De lourdes chaînes

Pour toi

Mon amour

Et je suis allé au marché aux esclaves

Et je t’ai cherchée

Mais je ne t’ai pas trouvée

Mon amour

-Jacques Prevert

I thought of these words of Jacques Prevert this afternoon here in Paris, as I was missing you very much. This was one of the first poems you sent to me and I remember asking you when I got it what you thought it meant. At the time, you answered, “It’s about the need for freedom in love”, which is important of course, especially with us far from each other now.

 

But then to accompany the poem, I found this small water colour of two birds nestled closely together on a flowering branch, warming and protecting one another as they face the world and I felt better. It reminded me of how I feel when I am next to you, wherever we are, and we walk arm in arm together and share our days and nights. We spent a beautiful few days in Paris this weekend and I am looking forward to next week when we will be together in London and I will once again be safely back under your caring ‘wing’.