A Little After Valentine Love
They take a walk together in the morning
They watch old TV shows
They fill a picnic basket and drive to a spot down by where the river flows.
They walk along the beach…sometimes barefoot in the sand.
Often, when you see them, you will see them holding hands.
She has her favorite sofa to sit on…he…his favorite chair.
They’re not afraid to sit in silence knowing the other one is there.
They have their favorite movies, favorite books and favorite tunes…
They love watching the sun rise and set…
and the changing faces of the moon.
They love giving gifts to each other…
with no explanation for no reason at all.
They love celebrating the big days in their life
as much as they do the small.
They try to make the most of every moment…
every moment of every day.
for they know their time together
is too precious a gift…to let it slip away.
For they have learned…in all the time they’ve spent together…
now that they are old and grayed…
It’s not the size of their memories that matters
It’s how many memories they’ve made.
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