i can remember…

i can remember...

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
he still remembers