Ceiling Shadows

Two mismatched shoes lie under the couch and one behind the mahogany chair. One seems to be missing. There are a watch and a phone along with a pair of earrings on the table beside the chair and various items of clothing here and there on the carpet. A couple lies somewhat tangled in the midst of all, looking up and talking about shadows of the fan on the ceiling and hugging and laughing. Two people close and happy. Now imagine who they are. Twenty- or thirty somethings? Even forties maybe? But no. They are late eighties and early nineties, rediscovering a portion of their youth that is wondrously sweeter and more precious at this time of life.