Our Celebration

Basking in the glow of
pride and memory the day of
our 60th wedding anniversary,
I burbled on how special a day
it was for us to the bemused and
congratulatory audience of
fleeting acquaintances on the
mountain trail we trekked that
day, confided to those we spoke
familiarly with later, moseying
through antique shops, and
one woman said wistfully it
would have been her own 41st
anniversary had her husband 
not died of cancer twenty years
earlier leaving her a widow and
their two young daughters
fatherless. Another confidant
of brief duration asked how we 
planned to celebrate that
momentous anniversary and I
threw my arms wide to embrace
the mountain background we
had just descended from
responding this is our celebration!