Reliving Those Times

We had it all.

Friday night school dances,

hamburgers and shakes at “Willie’s”,

football games and picnics;

we shared everything.

The Saturday Matinee’s double-feature,

popcorn and soda,

two cartoons’ and a Flash Gordon serial.

you would clutch my arm,

scream at the scary parts,

cry on my shoulder at something tender,

laugh wondrously free

and very much alive

at unexpected moments of humor.

I think about those times,

and all the years to now.

Even when I said, “I do,”

and sneezed.

You only smiled.

When each child was born,

I cried tears of pleasure.

Each child an extension of you,

of our future.

Our children have grown,

with children of their own.

They have given us more happiness

than two people deserve.

But we shared everything.

Gazing on your wrinkled face,

each line a mark of true beauty,

I smile, gently squeeze your hands.

All day’s past were good days,

when we shared everything.

You are gone,

but I feel your presence close by.

You have left me sunflowers and rainbows,

memories filled with joy and love.

Your soul touched me way back when,

and touches me still.

We had it all.