He often wonders when the line separating their hearts 

became so delicate…

so thin

that he can’t tell where her heart ends


and where his heart begins?

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They never regretted their decision to marry…

there never was a doubt…

for they found someone easy to live with


whom they could not live without.

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There are many things we’ll never understand about love…

many secrets we’ll never find…

like how whenever love is shared there’s always a little left behind…


It lingers on the ground…It drifts upon the air

perhaps that’s why we’re fond of saying…love is everywhere.


Why not stop and take a moment this season

and think of the compassion it took to design love…

then look around your life…and see if you can find love….


For one of the wonders of love……is how easy it is to see….

It’s in your wife, your children, your grandchildren…

your friends and family


It’s in smiles, it’s in laughter…you’ll find that it appears

In a baby’s eyes, a tender touch…it’s even in some tears…


It’s in a hug…a kiss, a look…it’s universal across all lands

It’s in the gentle way we touch……the way we hold each other’s hands…


Why you can find it anywhere…if you look…if you believe

It’s waiting in the flowers…It’s reflected on the leaves…


This was just to get you started…

I’ve only named a few…

The remaining verses in the poem…

well…I’ll leave that up to you…


Up to you to find them

in their different sizes, shapes and kinds…

Up to you to discover all those little pieces


love has left behind..

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‘If you’re lucky you’ll find someone to grow older with’

as a young man he was told

instead he found someone to grow younger with


as both of them grew old.

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When their eyes first met he whispered to himself, 

“Some day I’m going to marry you.”

never imagining…

at that moment


she was whispering too.

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After we’d finished dinner at Grandma’s table one night

she looked about to cry

but a smile slowly crossed her face as a tear dropped from her eye…


You’ve grown up much too fast she said as she gave the top of our heads a kiss…

I know that’s the way it’s supposed to be….but there are some things that I miss….


I miss being able to hold you on my lap

It used to bring me joy

I miss cleaning the crumbs off your dinner plates

I miss picking up your toys…


I miss how every moment between us

was exciting, surprising…and new

I miss how tired your grandpa and I were

when our time with you was through.


I’m glad to see how you’ve grown up

our moments together have been unsurpassed

I’m happy for the all times we have…

just sad they’re over so fast.


Since that conversation with Grandma,

every time we leave her door.

we make sure there are some extra crumbs upon our plates

and a few toys upon the floor.


And Mom and Dad are never angry….

when they notice toys in Grandmas hands…

because one look at the smile on her face

and they seem to understand.




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Their love has been a blessing.

some would say…

a work of art…



wherever they walk

their hands are never far apart…


They have always shared their laughter, 

their tears

their hopes

their fears 

their dreams…

and have often wondered if love


as easy as it seems…


They have shared their dreams forever

at least…

as long as anybody can

and they love to look back 

and remember


the day their dream began…

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As her hand slipped into his for the last time

his tears began to flow…

for he knew

after a lifetime of holding her hands in his


it was time to let her go. 

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I saw him before I saw her…(I believe she was holding the door.)

There was a far away look in his eyes as he shuffled his feet on the floor.


I felt a twinge of sorrow for him as he slowly labored past

Each step seemed so difficult…more challenging than the last.


I saw her next when she caught up to him and I thought how nothing could compare

with the smile on her face as she helped him to his chair.


She fixed his hair, she straightened his clothes with an ease, a tenderness…a grace

and as she tended to his every need that smile never left her face.


I did not know this couple whom I assumed were man and wife

but as I watched them endure the ravages of age I imagined younger moments in their life.


The moment hey first met, when they fell in love…when they lived in younger skin

I imagined them with friends and family…imagined all the places they had been…


A lifetime spent in love together was not difficult to surmise

I saw it in the gentleness of her touch…and in the sparkle of her eyes.


When our eyes met for a moment I saw how her smile was masking her pain

and I thought how the more her husband slips away…the more her love remains.


I believe when we happen upon one another…even momentarily in a day

from every brief encounter…we take something away.


It may be a look…a smile…a glance…a gesture from afar

that finds it’s way into our heart and reshapes who we are.


As I left my brief encounter and walked to my car in a misty rain

I thought about that moment…about how she smiled through her pain…


and though there was a hint of sadness as I drove home by the sea

it wasn’t her sadness…it was her love…I took away with me.


A love so beautiful…so everlasting…so quietly proclaimed

It made me smile when I thought of it…

knowing I’d never be the same.



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