To my right my present, heaven sent, bright smile and eyes to match

Wisps of gray, hips that sway, through twenty years still a catch

Who first, will feel the lonely thirst, of one no longer there

I speak, my status meek, of craving that blue eyed stare

 

Counter clockwise, we lock eyes, a younger version indeed

Honeyed skin, a playful grin, energy incarnate I concede

In five years, among his peers, I long for him to grow

Up within, at minimal sin, taking in wisdom that’s good to know

 

On two I spoke out, pardon me wrote about, embodying an example

Scribed verses, unspoken curses, hoping happiness isn’t trampled

What now, I’m nature’s clown, in a protective gap

Beside my other half, releasing our calf, staying back to cheer and clap

 

Why clapping, not thigh slapping, life has residual stains

Looking back, on my crooked tack, surveying my individual gains

Not rich or in strife, that bitch called life, I’ve made an adequate bed.

My son from my lover, my wife no other, with her in this world, I’ll tread

 

My gaze straightening, my sight not abating, I take in a person of depth

Her spoken mind, one of a kind, her company is enjoyed and kept

Insight shown, her secrets unknown, an enigma and delightful spirit

When she’s packed and gone, my thoughts still fond, of her wisdom lucky to hear it

 

Ah to my left, my head slowly hefts, my good friend and thorn

He thinks true, it’s quite due, that he is treated with scorn

This being, he’s not all-seeing, I treat him with admiration prime

I give no quarter, more like mortar, to those not worth my time

 

My present from God, our ride’s not done. Those eyes still move me. In them I see more fun.

Our future, use us while we’re here. Burn that energy. Don’t approach life with fear.

Amazing company. I’ll listen, you speak. My time with you has not been so bleak.

Great supporter both today and tomorrow. I ignore thoughts of a devastating sorrow

 

The next chapter, staying good to each other until we can enjoy each other no more

Looking forward, watching you grow to get after your children about chores

Beyond today, discussions and fun dinners, debating about losers and winners

Your undying part, living in our hearts, rocky from the start, beloved before you depart

 

This table carries three generations, what a beautiful revelation

How long will it last, with this very special cast

Your presence calms many fears

Your absence worthy of flowing tears

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D.W. Smith