All those lingering years
we shared ourselves
frankly, sweetly, intimately
with one another. Hard to tell
now where you begin and I
leave off. A brace of
smooth-faced children then,
and now the years leap
beyond themselves; we still here,
fused in a covenant of
Biblical convention
beyond three-score-and-ten,
living testimony that
familiarity breeds
contentment.
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