Old Man

"Old man take a look at my life I'm a lot like you 

I need someone to love me the whole day through 

Ah, one look in my eyes and you can tell that's true."
Neil Young

Today my old man is sixty-four

which reminds me of another song (Beatles)...

I still feed him and still need him when he's sixty-four

We  have endured floods together

and worked through many nights.

He's always given me a hand

and I'll always have his back.

I look forward to many happy years with him.

You'll always be my nemesis, my lover, my husband and my friend.

Happy Birthday!

The Old Couple

The old couple stood in a place of honor.  I'm wasn't sure why I loved them.  Was it the beauty of their stature or innocence of a time when honesty and hard work measured your worth? I believe it was a time, sadly past for too many, a time I strive to live.

Carefully I dusted.  The man fell from my hands and shattered on the hard floor.  I wept.

When the tears dried I carefully gathered the pieces, reassembling him with glue and love. The tiny porcelain chips were returned to their original position yet the old man rattled from a tiny chip I missed inside.

Once again he stands with his mate, complete and whole, doing the chores they've always done and will always do.

Their expression never changes. I believe it is contentment, love and joy that they are together forever in their moment of time.