Baubles, Bangles ...

Baubles, bangles, bright shiny things
he brings me in thought of brightening
my already bright days, forever
mindful of my fascination with such
objects, captivating my attention in
fervent admiration of their shapes,
their light-catching facets, as brilliant
and multi-faceted as as the life we have
shared from childhood to old age, he and I.

Those more evanescent manifestations
of bright, shining moments of our
lifetime of experiences, captured
in memory, their essence of our time
together form a less indelible but
far more remarkable, meaningful
portion of priceless belonging one to
the other, binding us to a unbreakable
link to the past, the condition of life.