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There was a time, that I do recall.
It may have been Winter or the Fall.
Coming home late, in early morning hours,
It was beginning to rain, more like showers.
The oldest son, had a newspaper route,
So I decided to wake him and help out.
The papers were delivered to our front door,
So I brought them in, to lay on the floor.
Folding the papers, to protect from the rain,
Was the routine, that I did now maintain.
I was down on my knees, this early day,
When my wife's voice, I heard say,
"What do you think you're doing there?"
My reply was, "Taking our son on his route."
Her voice came back to me, "In your suit?"
My response, not the best, "It's a classy neighborhood."
Out on the route, I took our young son,
Delivering papers, until it was done.
Back to the house, to shower and change
And drive back to work, in my mélange.
As I recall that there was no discussion
For the next several days.

No matter the time
No matter the place.
I still can recall
Your beautiful face.
A face that radiates
Your happiness.
Among wind blown trees,
You were the loveliest one.
The one I'd see, at morning Sun.
The years have passed,
Oh so quickly
But your age defies,
What I see.
Your skin is so clear,
Without a flaw.
Are you sure
That you're a Grandma?

I love the way you smile at me.
Watching you, live out your life,
In spite of the onslaught of this disease,
Give's me strength to see the beautiful
Wife that God provided for me.
I will cherish and hold you, but that's
Harder to do, as you don't like touching
Or hugging, of you.
I will always remember, the way that
You were, when our young love
Was in view. I especially love talking
With you, hard as it is for you
To remember. Stay strong for me, my
Sweet wife. I'll stay with you
For the rest of my life.

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