Sunday, April 8, 2018

Poem: Get By

You left me in bed
And said flippantly,
“Try to get by until I get back.”

We both laughed at this ludicrous thought...
            That I couldn’t get by.

As we age I know this idea will become less ludicrous.
A day will come when you or I will not
“Get by until you get back.”

Our very existence will depend upon the other.

I’m glad you’re the one for me.

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