We're Still Gettin' Along Just Fine

We became like one person, Sandy and I...and she still plays a loving part in everything I do - For sixty years we'd done our best to keep each other happy, Bound to do what we believed the other'd like to do. You'd nudge me toward your ideas by droppin' tiny hints... And I'd nudge you toward ones of mine - intent on pamp'ring you. Bonding ever stronger for this trait of - selflessness - Melding more intensely as we made our way through 'Life" - Neither I nor Sandy had an inkling our propensity For making such concessions, through our years as man and wife, Had, without my knowing it, gradually been infusing me 'Til after sixty happy years - I'd actually evolved To where...on those occasions when an unfamiliar issue... The tricky type, that Sandy usually handled, needed solved... I would soon discover that solutions I'd come up with - for taking care of something I'd not dealt with in the past - Matched precisely what she'd do...it happens every time, And, fact is...we're still gettin' along just fine since Sandy passed.