Silver hair;

Crow’s feet;

Wrinkled shirts;

Worn boots.

These describe you.

 

Blonde hair;

Naive;

Smooth skin;

New shoes.

These describe me.

 

The age between us.

 

You listened to Jimmy Hendrix;

I listened to Taylor Swift.

 

You ran wild in the night;

I studied by lamp light.

 

A question led to phone calls in the dark.

 

Chattering like chipmunks we grew together.

It was taboo for us to talk;

To like;

And to love one another.

 

But still, we were not separated.

 

When hate flew around us like angry wasps

You weren’t phased.

 

You stood tall;

And so, did I.

 

I found my voice and;

I am proud to call you mine;

Every wrinkle;

Every scar;

Every dad joke;

And every smile.

 

I smile through the hate;

Words that damage the soul;

Whore,

Gold Digger,

Stupid.

 

I stand tall because you stand with me.

 

You worry;

You check on me;

You support me;

And you love me.

 

To separate us would call for disaster;

For our love is stronger than steel;

But quitter than snow falling.

 

Me and him

Him and me.

Iron strong;

Together.