Ours were the balmy evenings Just two of us, languishing Listening to your poetry singing Telling me personal stories Of days I did not know you Before I met you, knew glory And grandeur that comes When old pains go numb And I begin to believe again In life, love, you, the word ‘begin’.
Lately I have smelled the season As it changes, rearranges leaves And settles peacefully on me Here in this warm region Which I have given myself Like a gift as big as a county; Living rural life here in the city Shopping monthly, frugally In this one bedroom home And now not alone any more This, what life is for.
You didn’t like movies or TV, A constant staple of life for me So I honored your preference Out of deference to other joys. Your desires were not ploys Employed to sway me, ****** Abuse or misuse. I could see. They were how you lived Independent of us or me. It was simplicity and homespun. Thus our life together had begun.