Patches on his elbows
He lumbered along
He no longer smoked his pipe
He still wore tweed
He'd often sit on the bench where he courted Mary back in the day
When they were young and so in love
With merriment they played

She died too young, kids still in their teens
He remained a professor of the classics
A student of dreams
Much like the one he once lived and knew
That life was not fair he knew to be true

A miracle happened, the skies opened up
When he needed it most, she showed up
A graduate student he once mentored
Now an assistant professor,
He was on her mind
She knew not to come on to him during graduate time
When she was his student, that was fine
She would wait, as she did
For she loved him and his mind
And now it was right, now is the time

First was coffee, then a dinner date
For the first time they kissed
They could not wait
Now they're holding hands
Both making the same wish
That this will work out
It's all so new
It's sure looking good
Stay tuned.