Our Tandem Life Calliope
I love the wrinkles upon her face
Each one completes a story
Of a time when we were younger
Living life in all her glory
I love the gray hair on her head
Each caused by a new worry
That we conquered as a team
For which we need not be sorry
I love the age spots on her flesh
Each worn like a badge of honor
I’m aware of each new award
God selects to pin upon her
I love the creaks of her bones
When she bends to sit beside me
Each note adding beauty to the song
Played by our tandem life calliope
Copyright © Joe Flach | Year Posted 2023
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