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The gift he gave her on their wedding night before they drifted off to sleep

was a book…an empty book…which she didn’t get to keep.

I will keep this book, he told her and throughout life’s different stages

whenever I shall make you sad…I’ll write it on these pages.

I will record it in this book…indelibly…in pencil or in pen

so I’ll be sure I’ll never make you sad that way again…

It was a beautiful gesture…and she still remembers his look

that night…so many years ago…when he didn’t give her that book.

But life has a way of moving on…like an eagle it takes flight

and she never gave a second thought to the book he mentioned that night.

Until after a lifetime together he was gone…and she was cleaning out his drawer

when she happened on that little book she remembered from before.

It was a little weathered…worn around the edges…she thought as instinctively she sighed…

It’s a little wrinkled here and there she mused…but, you know what…so am I.

And just as he had promised…written in this pad

were the dates and times and reasons he had ever made her sad.

Chronicled together…her heart aching at the sight

were a lifetime of disagreements, little squabbles…little fights.

Completed in his handwriting some in pencil…some in pen

all followed by the same pledge…This will never happen again!

She held the book close to her heart…and shed some silent happy tears

when she realized he hadn’t made an entry 

in over 30 years.

His vows were sweet and simple

when they became man and wife…

“I will cherish you forever,” he said

“for you are the love of my life.”

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.

An old married couple was asked one day

what made their marriage so strong…

What has kept them together all of these years?

Why has it lasted so long?

They immediately began describing moments…

moments neither one would dismiss…

When he wipes a tear from my cheek….

When she sneaks up and steals a kiss.

When he hugs me for no reason at all…

When we pass and she touches my hand…

The scent of her on on my clothing…

A walk on the beach with our toes in the sand…

How he brushes the hair from my face…

The way she calls out my name…

The smile on his face when our eyes meet

The smile on hers is the same…

They went on and on for a while

with too may reasons here to report

proving a marriage so vibrant…so long

is made up of countless moments so short.

They were asked:

what makes your love so easy

so innocent, 

so beautiful…

so vast?”

They answered:

Every day we treat each other as if it’s the first day we ever met,

and 

as if it is our last.

How beautiful is a heart that loves…what a wondrous sight to see…

instead of trying to restrict it…we should seek to set it free…..

They fell in love in Roman times because that’s what lovers do

They meet, and in some inexplicable way…their love comes shining through.

When two people are lucky enough to find each other, 

they find love does not confine

It doesn’t follow a set of rules, 

it has no borderlines…

They fell in love in Roman times because that’s what lovers do

but they could not get married…for back then it was taboo.

Two women cannot fall in love…it is not right they’d say

But these two women were not listening…love found them anyway.

Their love was pure and innocent…flowing honestly from the heart

It was universal and unique…

their love…a work of art.

They fell in love in Roman times because that’s what lovers do…

They remained together all their lives before they bid this world adieu…

For love brought them together…never again to be alone…

and here they lie together…their love immortalized in stone.

She fondly remembers the day he proposed to her…

how her heart he won…

When he started listing all the things…

things he’d never done

“I’ve never seen the Taj Mahal” he said, “I’ve never been on skis.”

“I’ve never ridden a ferris wheel…I’ve never sailed the seven seas.”

“I’ve never climbed a mountain…I’m not sure I’d know how.”

“I’ve never eaten Lucky Charms…never milked a cow.”

“I’ve never been to the Grand Canyon…never owned a parakeet.”

“I’ve never ridden a camel…I’ve never eaten beets.”

“I’ve never been on the Golden Gate Bridge…never seen a crocodile.”

“I’ve never watched a 3D movie…never ran a mile.”

“I’ve never seen a desert.”…here she interrupted him saying, “Let me stop you if I may...
what are you trying to tell me…what are you trying to say?”

“What am I trying to say?” he answered…as he got down on one knee

“I’m trying hard to ask you…if you will marry me.”

“But why list all these things you’ve never done, she asked…

that’s a funny thing to do?”

“Because there are so many things I’ve never done,” he said…

that I want to do with you.”

And they have spent their life together…

together….having fun…

And now they fondly look back together…

at all the things that they have done.

He did not talk about his feelings

instead…he hid them all away

and when she pleaded with him to talk to her

“It’s not what I do!” he’d say.

“But that is what lovers do!”

“They talk to one another.” she would say.

Yet, he would never listen…

til one day…

she went away.

Leaving him to ponder

as he sits alone today…

why the ones who are closest to us

should not be kept farthest away.

What’s the secret to your marriage he was asked as they watched his wife singing…laughing…dancing

He smiled feeling lucky knowing it was his life she was enhancing…

He rose to join her on the dance floor saying…

“Our secret is a simple one, you see…

I set out to tame her heart but in the end…

she set me free.”