the old man’s smile has not changed over the years tho it comes less often now he spends his days repairing an old boat that surely will never sail again nor will he ever be able to handle her at sea yet he continues to love as only lovers could understand for though what is remembered can never be as it was before the love has not changed and he still remembers
there’s one christmas gift no one placed under the tree nor could it be boxed for it filled the entire room yet flowed from small human hearts the love that’s gifted each year