Monday, May 30, 2011

Poem For My Wife's 60th Birthday








We met like survivors appearing out of the dust of a battle just ended.
I could barely see you, all scarred and wounded.
My hair had turned to mud.
We had fought for different kings
but we had survived the wars.  Now we serve the same king
and we are together.
Today you are sixty.  I know, that's a hard stone for a woman
to swallow.  You think you're done for.  It doesn't matter. 
In this kind of life, there is no beginning middle or end.
You are the same woman you've always been.
You think you don't work hard enough, but
you work way too hard.  Your bills are already paid, the important ones: mother, grandmother, partner.  You've given far beyond your heart's frontier.
Be sixty.  Be seventy.  If we get to eighty
we can walk together into the desert, beyond where the roads end.

9 comments:

  1. Oh, how sweet! She's lovely!

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  5. Hi Art,
    If you don't remember me, I'll refresh your memory. We emailed a bit, a few years ago. I sent you a copy of the CD I recorded for children. I'm the one from 1967 in Detroit who followed you around like a puppy! Listened to you practice drums. Watched you 'swim' in and out of rooms at parties. I really like your poem. It's lovely. And what a sweet face your wife has. I'm hoping she feels better, and that both of you enjoy a long, happy healthy life together.

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  6. Rita, of course I remember you, and our more recent correspondence. I appreciate you taking the time to comment. This poem is my most popular by far; statistics tell me that it's been read many hundreds of times. As for me and The Fox (that's what I call my wife), we're hanging on by our fingernails. It's a tough ride but we're in it together and mutual support is precious beyond all other things.

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