The Beauty of Aging

He wears the golden emblem over his wedding ring— the few the proud the brave— these hands remember She washes bouquets of steel in fragrant suds— for him for children lost in time— these hands remember the years offered in love when patience trembled in fear before hope was for an eternity remembered and age … Continue reading The Beauty of Aging


How to Age

         “How to age” I start my car and see her, she is standing in the doorway waving          like a child waves when parents leave for a weekend away. I know her wave is saying don’t leave me alone with him. He has hurried inside the house. I … Continue reading How to Age