He Tells Me So

Over the decades together
our shared life has created a
binary experience of
fully cherished sharing. Now
my life companion has
evolved as my primary
guide to nature's sights and
sounds. What my failing
sensory faculties cannot identify
his vision does. What he hears
he conveys to me and so I
miss little, while regretting
the need for an intermediary,
my own senses lapsing with
age. Little could I imagine
when we were children
together that the day would 
come when I knew of
shooting stars, the
howling of wolves, the
concert-chirp of crickets
simply because he tells me so.