Do you kiss on New Year's?
Do you still flirt, laughing at each other's
Faces as we laughed back then?
Do you eat chocolates and build
A big puzzle, now that you're old?
Do your layers of sweaters still match?
Do you still correct him, gently, as the
Memory of two doctorates slowly
Slips away?
Do you kiss on New Year's?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Enjoyed this poem, RS - I like the idea of 'rubbing' doctorates on the way towards loving dementia! Yours Pat