You’re my home

the way you  say wheee! when we turn a sharp corner

how you offer to push me around in the shopping cart when we go for groceries
(never gets stale….Ahem)

how you sing that song “Over There” when I tell you where I parked the car

how you cook and cook and cook when there are only two of us here,
then take some to needy families and the rest to our kids

how you shop the specials for others who can’t get around, and deliver as well

how you nod off in your chair every night with a cat or two on your lap

how you put that “to do” list up each week, even when it doesn’t get done

how you are the one who always remembers our anniversary, and makes sure
we celebrate it.

how you were there to hold my hand in the hospital

how you have taken three days off sick in thirty years.

how you put up with my sullenness and silences

how you are the one who squirrels away the money for a rainy day, and there are lots of them coming.

how you always have that kettle boiled when you hear me get up, and make the duck lips when I kiss you goodnight