Old couple on a bench

Old couple on a bench (Photo credit: Robby Schulze)

My companion of these many years
Has settled
In the lining
Of my hopes and dreams and fears
Laugh lines marking
All the memories
That we share and hold so dear

Like a soft enfolding blanket
Slightly tattered
But still warm
Let your aging arms embrace me
Keep us gentle
Through the storm

If they ever were to ask me
What great wonder
I could do
What the pinnacle of life is
I would tell them
Only you

(c) Helen Valentina 2013., All Rights Reserved

About Helen

I'm drawn to blogging as a way to share ideas and consider what makes us who we are. Whether it's in our working life or our creativity, expression is a means to connect.
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16 Responses to Companion

  1. Another beautiful sentiment

  2. raeme67 says:

    What a sweet poem!

  3. Beautifully written. So very sweet.

  4. 1WriteWay says:

    Beautiful and exactly how I feel about my husband.

  5. What everyone wants our journey to find and lead to.

  6. rakulao says:

    Reading this was humbling. It is a source of hope to find others who have embraced the magic of the heart and held onto it for so long. I’m much younger however i do hope that when its time i will pen doen my years of joy so simply yet so colorfully.

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