The Gift

The house now stands empty where the old folks used to be waiting to be filled again with the sounds of a family. Maybe a child at play on some afternoon or just the sound of a radio playing a well known tune. But I will always remember the old man with his tales of long ago of how he lived as a working man and the folks he used to know. And I’ll remember the old man’s wife a little anxious, like she could be but always happy to spend some time sharing a laugh with me. Their joy was in the simple things like a flower coming in to bloom the happiness in the eyes of a child and those good old fashioned tunes. But the greatest gift they had in life is given by a women to a man oh how they loved their baby girl from the day her life began. Now they’ve passed their gift to me to love her as my own for now and all eternity so she is not alone.