I think about old age.
I guess I'm that now, but
no, not yet. I still look
forward to dinner with my
Sweetheart. Forty years
we've been together, and
today I love him more
than I did on our first
passionate date.
We both knew about bad
marriages, so we didn't
do that. We've made each
day the beginning of
our love affair, and
often marvel about it
with one another, as if
we've just stepped out
together on our first date.
[Jill Breckenridge from 'Sometimes in my Seventies', from Sometimes: Poems]
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