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By chance, I found them, there...
Three pressed leaves, with brittle veins of delicacy
Tucked between the pages
Of a tattered book of poems
Overlooked and gathering dust,
A cover worn, with broken spine
It had your names, an autumn date,
With script inside, a faded time...
Caressed in yellowed tissue, these three from ancient trees
Discarded long ago from russet crowns
A memory, kept, of time, so keen,
Of a long ago, brisk autumn day?
Where leaves had fallen so bold and gay, then twirled on down
From breezes that gently made the Sycamores sway
A place you walked and held his hand, and knew forever your love would be
Perhaps beneath those trees you made a plan for me
When winter's chill and stolen years had not yet come
Where fragrance of fall and new young love was found
From soft carpets of scarlet, red and brown
You chose these three from all the rustling hordes that grew
A tree had finished using them, in remembrance of you
They were yours for awhile...for your love, perhaps a lover's bed
now....here in my hands they lay....
They are mine to to keep, pressed leaves,
To keep for now, close to my heart instead...
He introduces her as his first wife
As if there are many more yet to come
For over fifty years now
He’s had this silly fun
She goes away on some weekends
To catch up with her friends
He says she’s at widow practice
His joking never ends
Seven children they have raised
One, too early left this world
Now over a dozen grandchildren
Add to their life some special thrills
He says the marriage will never last
They are too much not alike
She just shakes her head and smiles at him
As another day turns into night
They have reached their autumn years
These two peas in my parental pod
When he repeats his many awful jokes
We just give her a knowing nod