16:19 Changing Diapers
Posted by sarahsmiles on January 19th, 2007 filed in herself, poetryThe days of love are endless after all.
After meeting, love and marriage,
children, grandchildren and beyond
even the golden jubilee.
But the mind fails in the end
as the body weakens in time,
leaving two frail bodies,
woven through many decades,
grown too much in twain
to separate except in death.
Who best to care for the elderly
child than the one whose every thought
is a memory of an eternity of love
for the woman, now a child once again.
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