I will not lie and suggest it doesn’t shock
Change is so subtle that it goes almost
Unnoticed in the familiar, your body to
Which I am as accustomed as to my own
Moves around me, its faultlines evident and
Marked just as the wrinkles that drag on
Mine mock my mortality so that it can no longer
Be denied or ignored, your frailty comes as a
Sudden surprise, my darling, change so subtle
That it has gone almost unnoticed, time has
An astonishing effect, its outcomes, not always
Welcome, or received as happy news. We are
Old, my darling. It is a consequence of time
And its subtle, almost unnoticed changes
I will not lie or suggest it does not shock
Cherish life, appreciate love,
Worship, if you must, all that
Lies before you, the golden
Treasures of each lovely day
Cherish memories, appreciate
Everything you are given,
The moon, the river, time as it
Passes, like the waves from
Shore to shore, all this is
Precious, hold it close to
Your heart where all that
Is dear belongs, cherish the
Life you have, appreciate
Your love and hold it close
We will never be this young again
We always knew that, but didn’t
Believe it, until one day, looking
At pictures of how we were, when
We were that young, smiling photos,
The happiness blended with youth,
We had to confess that time had
Passed, happily and with the stealth
Of time slipping by, unnoticed and
Quieter than the images of those young
Happy people looking back at us
It’s not easy navigating a partnership. Admit it, you and your beloved are not always in sync. Love and marriage are the ultimate alliance, the pinnacle opportunity to cooperate and collaborate.
There are other such connections we get to make. Early on, we form friendships which may resemble alliances we will have later in life. We partner with the cute little boy in our kindergarten class. We are assigned to a team-often of two- to dissect a frog in high school; we sense an affiliation with our lab partner.
On the disstaff side, as it were, there was an adage that said, “Take a partner, get a gun.”
I was reminded of this once while driving past 9 Partners Road somewhere in suburban New York. How many guns would these unfortunates need to settle their situation?
Law firms may have an answer to this cunundrum. Judging by the names on their marquees, they are accustomed to large syndicates. It’s always a good plan to allow an attorney to parse a state of affairs that might involve firearms.
The adage quoted above, despite the many jokes about matrimony, does not apply to your union with your life partner. At its best, the conjugal is an idyllic condition.
My cooking has gotten so bad that even my take-out fails.
In retaliation, or perhaps self-preservation, my husband is taking me to a Restaurant Week meal.
As it turns out, the meal at Orsay is superb. Thanks to the maitre d’ my husband is treated like royalty. Everything is customized to his taste. My duck confit, which was preceded by an excellent cold corn soup, is also delectable.
Dessert came home with us, as did some leftovers from the main course.
When did we go from
Young and in love to
Old and in love still?
Of course, we never
Really were young in love–
Our love sprang in midlife
And grew with companionship
And care, caring as we did
One about the other, but
Honestly, when you are in
Love, you are always young–
Now our hair is no longer grey
It has turned white, age
Has struck us and thrust us
Into a place we never
Expected, one where care
And caring matter more than
Ever they did when we were
Young and in love, although love
Has been our constant, and still
Love shall remain steadfast,
Love will be our Polar star.