42, R&M Options

[Guest_bombadil1247_*]

42

When people question their existence
or ponder meaning in their life
I shake my head at their persistence
and thank the lord for you, dear wife.

I’ve never doubted my life’s meaning
since first we danced across the floor
to Frank Sinatra softly crooning
that Strangers could be so much more.

A rock to shield me from life’s sorrows,
a pillow cushioning each blow,
a promise of such bright tomorrows
and darling friend I’ve grown to know.

When Death drops by to call my number
I’ll go along with no regret
you gave me all a man could yearn for;
I bless the day and hour we met.

If God so wills it I’ll be waiting
to greet you when you come along
then once again we’ll go out dating
our love affair will carry on.

[AMETHYST]

Ahah ... Thank you Alan. I am not too familiar with that, and it is probably why I didn't catch on. I think the poem is applaudable... :)

Hugs Liz