Sweet 16

A few years ago I wrote a poem for my husband for his 75th birthday and after seeing what this week’s theme was I thought I would share what I wrote……

Looking out the window

I see a man raking leaves on his own

What a joy it is to see him

Lovingly caring for our home.

Looking again through the window

As if I turned a page

I see a boy I met

At a very young age.

I see that sixteen-year-old boy

Who long ago stole my heart

Yes - we would marry —

We knew from the start.

It’s been fifty-seven years

Since that Junior year

A lifetime of memories

We hold dear.

Age doesn’t matter —

Only a number I’m told

We still see each other

As “sweet 16” year olds.