On an old wooden bench
Slats barely in tact
Beneath the weeping willow
An elderly couple sat
He was bald with many wrinkles
While silver streaks glazed her once raven head
Hands clasped together, whispering to each other
What a miraculous sight to see
Their smiles told of years gone by
Through the sad and the glad
What a miraculous feeling
To be loved endlessly
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Thank you
For the high praise. I really believe that kind of love is miraculous and was the first thing that came to mind when I saw the word.
Hello
A great capture of my beloved parents.
Can't say it better myself.
Great use of the word miraculous.
Bravo!
Thank you Rula
I work part time in assisted living and we have a few couples who live there and I watch them during my shifts and I truly find that kind of love and dedication miraculous. It is such a rare thing now.
Such a deep connection and
Such a deep connection and utter devotion! Thanks for bringing us back to something so rare today! The imagery is breathtaking!
Thank you, Dystopia
I am just in awe of those who have such a connection and a bit envious...
Hello
The title refused to let me go without reading the poem which was well worth the time. The only "stumble" I think is line 10 where sorrow and glad just don't seem to be the right words to use together. But I expect you already realized this and will find a better way .
Hi Stan
I changed sorrow to sad, definitely has a better flow. I am glad you enjoyed the poem. We need more love like this in the world.