In the moment I see you,
I see the young man I met forty years ago; that young man is still in your eyes.
In the moment I hear you,
I hear love in tones of laughter and contentment.
In the moment I touch your hand,
I feel all those calluses from hammer strikes and roofing nails and concrete pours,
And I cherish the home you have made for us.
In the moment I sit beside you,
I hear you breathing, and I am grateful for each breath.
In the moment I lie beside you in the dark,
I close my eyes to join you in peaceful sleep where we may meet in dreams.
In the moment when I lean against your shoulder,
I feel all the love I have for you.