Monday, 28 January 2013

A true love story

She was old
But he was older-
Speckled flecks
Peppered grey-
Lines
Story lines he liked to call them
But no one ever had the time to listen
Just her-
Heard them all a million times before
She still laughed when the funny bits came-
Still wiped the tears when it all got to much
She was sick-
He sicker
He'd nurse her nights when her temperature rose
She'd hold his hand when the pain got too much too bear
They lived alone-
Kids forgot
They tried
Never gave up-
Though never talked about it
She was old
He was older-
And when she went
He soon followed

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