We will be that cute old couple
At whom people point and stare
You know the ones
Where they walk along
Holding hands
Saying darling and yes my dear.
We will be that cute old couple
That speak lovingly to each other
When they are watching
The morning news
Or reading a newspaper
Drinking their morning coffee.
We will be that cute old couple
That does their allotted chores
Sharing the dullness
Smiling at each other
As they do their housework.
A true sharing of labor.
We will be that cute old couple
That prepare and eat
Meals together.
Yes he can be seen chopping vegetables
Or boiling water.
Or setting the table
Like a waiter
But only waiting upon himself
And his lover.
WE will be that cute old couple
That gets ready for bed
Brushing their teeth
Or dentures
Changing into pajamas.
Well for the time being
Until the friskiness
Becomes too much
And they want to cuddle
with each other in their nakedness.
When they want to touch
And be touched
After so many years
Still allowing for a near reverence
That in this wide wide world
They found one another.
And their lives meshed.
A serendipity
That almost seems heaven sent.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem