One might not be brilliant or well read.
But to enjoy ones company and joy
Things in common do count more.
As you grow older, the time you share.
Learn to play again. Tears and laughter.
Camping; fishing and sitting in the sun.
Gardening; swimming, tea on the deck.
Arguing and then making up.
Wondering what you were fighting about.
Memory lapse. Have to have the last say
always did. Well mum said I did anyway.
Walking on the beach, hand in hand
no need to speak. Just a slow smile
a squeeze of the hand. That will do.
A drive to the river mouth,
listening to music in the open air.
Packed sandwiches spread on the grass
near the old home farm where mum grew up.
Memories of gone bye times.
Of missed opportunities. Sadness. Despair.
But the twinkle in the eye. The kiss of the hand.
The little things count more. Eyes cannot lie.
Good company means a lot.It is very special if you can laugh; enjoy each others sense of humour. Knowing where the other person is coming from, to be in tune with their thoughts and dreams. If you can help them to fulfill their hopes and wishes it is an honour, something they will never forget.To make them happy and give them self esteem. It is important to have a lot in common as you can explore their dreams together. And cherish their self respect.
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