A Love Story For the Aged
The bed was strewn with rose petals
The heady perfume filled the air
Had showered , smothered on body cream
Shampooed and blow dried my hair
Was wearing the new nightie
I hadn’t worn before
Am getting quite excited
Hmm is that someone at the door
Was a policeman standing there
Asking me my name
Was I on my own
His eyes were full of pain
Sorry I have to tell you
But your man was knocked down today
Was on the pedestrian crossing
Been to the florist I would say
He is in a critical condition
We will take you to him now
Will have to dress won’t be long
Gave a puff to make the candles go
Grabbed my phone
Took a photo of what he hadn’t seen
Was quickly at his bedside
I turned a shade of green
He looked so ill my man
But managed to open his eyes
Sorry I messed up the evening
I smiled didn’t want to say lies
Hey I can show you what you missed love
Took a photo just for you
He managed to take a quick look
But couldn’t manage two
My man is in a coma
But he knows our love is still strong
Smiled when he saw my nightie
Cos I still had it on
He died knowing that I loved him
Was so precious to me
That our love has stayed through the ages
Still as strong at 73.
This was written with my folks in mind, unfortunately Tad died in Jan 2012
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