Together

After all this time,
we are still a pair
like these two chairs
slightly worn,
just enough space between us
to be comfortable --

The memories decorate our past,
good times
hanging on the wall behind us,
part of the domestic picture,
the framework of our lives;
each stopped at a different special moment.

And the morning light streams in the window,
invitation to another day,
the table set,
the lamp ready to be lit,
the stairs to climb at the end of the day,
together.


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