It’s strange now aging is getting us, for so long we escaped its grasp.
It’s undeniable I am afraid, the years are showing.
It’s not just wrinkles across your brow or a jaw slack.
Youth has gone in other ways.
You are not really arrogant anymore, the years have made you more human, more fallible.
It’s very endearing, but I have to remember to watch along with you now.
You used to be so sharp and clever but now you seem quite ordinary.
You are calmer and will even admit stupidity some of the time, though not half as often as its plainly due.
Preoccupied with what’s for dinner and the mundanity of life, happy wrapped in food and love.
When your eyes turn in the car the wheel turns too, You will have us in a ditch.
That never used to happen my love, did it.
You can’t hear me on the first or second try, I not really getting quieter as you would like to suggest.
We notice and sigh and shrug as you might an old house losing a shingle here, some pointing there.
let us make hay while the sun shines and savour each drop of joy, for there is no halting.
The bitter sweet passing of time, as we age and watch one another, ever so slowly, Leave.
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