Birthday

Gray hair against white pillow,

lips caress my cheek,

his good arm encircles my shoulder.

Odor of peanut butter

scent of his shampoo comfort me.

Seventy years old today, he says he loves me,

kiss soft against my cheek,

as we hold each other,

for who knows how long.

***

Today would have been my husband Bill’s 73rd birthday. We would have been married 10 years. Happy birthday, honey, wherever you are.

***

Abbie J. Taylor 010Author Abbie Johnson Taylor

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8 thoughts on “Birthday

  1. Abbie–What a precious, expressive poem! With just a little left to read of your novel WE SHALL OVERCOME, I certainly understand why Bill was so proud of your writing accomplishment of your first novel. The book seems as if it could be developed into a Hallmark movie for the Hallmark television channel. Take care on this special day–Alice

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