Poem: The Living Part Two

They walk the old boardwalk hand in hand
The first place she asked to go on vacation
Telling him it reminded her of her youth
He agreed wanting to see her smile
Like she used to smile when they first fell in love
Instead he saw sadness in her eyes
And a quietness that reflected past memories
That she still hides from him after all these years

Poem: The Living Part One

She holds a hand wrinkled by age
A long the sand cooling I sunset
While younger couples run by
Hand in hand laughing between kisses
Reminding her of a young blond
In a polka dotted bikini at the beach
On spring break in nineteen seventy one

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