The sound of
rain on the roof
leaves falling
and a fire in the fireplace.
Two shoulders
side by side
and it's cold outside.
Talk of the future
a little house
a white picket fence
and laundry on the line.
Two hearts growing old
side by side.
Then one day
a graveyard service
one plot filled
the other waiting
and it's cold outside.
Copyright © 2004 T. J. Daniels
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