littlemisscloud writes

Old, Happier Hearts

I think, perhaps, 

even after, 

while I'm turning old & gray 

cushioned around with my little grandkids

 this almost heart

 would probably still, 

softly spill birthday lullabies to you 

and remember today 

though we never really had the chance to

 it's never been any happier than it was 

being able to love

 and still see the moon 

just the same as always

after all, 

this was where we loved 

-a.