50 - always
a fingertip away from love
in the abstract that is life
behind the confusing canvas
in the abstract that is wife
she calls me her husband
i call her my wife
we’ve been together 50 years
that is nearly all my adult life
she sees in me what i cannot see
when all i see is wife
we both see our children
the reasons for all our life
the blossoms going over
for now it’s that time of life
when she says i love you husband
and i say i love you wife
for now our days are numbered
under the long knife that cuts life
we wonder who’ll get the last word in
goodbye husband or goodbye wife
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