Grandma and Grandpa joined us for a visit. |
Surfs up. |
You better watch out. |
We
Weathered in
cold, rain and snow
Aged in the
hot summer sun
Waiting to be reclaimed
We drift through joy and sorrow as one.
Our paint
flecked off long ago,
Newness a
fond memory
Cut down,
worn, nailed through the heart
Then sanded
smooth in new understanding
I’ve long
had an affinity
For the
provincial, rustic, yet firm
Helpmeet,
partner, lover of mine
Did our love
adapt, conform?
-HLC
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