Boston Summer 2012
Taken with my Canon Rebel
The day they first met
is forever engraved in his memory.
He smiles every time he thinks back.
She is the most precious thing to him in the world,
and nothing can change that.
For she is his first, and hopefully his last.
He loves her, and he will never let her go.
He buys her new things each week;
things that make her fancy,
things that make her beautiful,
thing that keep her happy,
things that make her his.
She keeps herself healthy;
running for miles every day.
She keeps herself satisfied;
filling up when she is empty.
She keeps herself available;
always being there when he needs her most.
He respects her more than anything else,
but he is afraid.
He’s afraid she growing tired.
He’s afraid she’s growing old.
He’s afraid she’ll die.
They’ve been together for ten years;
but it’s time for her to leave.
There will be others,
but they will never fully replace her.
She will linger in his heart and stay forever true;
but now he has found something quite new.
Perhaps he’ll name her Charlotte Two.