ART & POETRY BY PAUL & KATHY BOECHER
Each Valentine’s Day they met there, a table for two was set,
Vase with a flower were set there, a place they’d never forget,
For years it became a habit, one that would keep love alive,
With time they’d willingly grab it, moments like this made them thrive.
With each passing year their love grew, they’d always count on this date,
To restart, replenish, renew, and all their troubles abate,
The obstacles along the way, strengthened their bond and resolve,
The journey they shared each day, would simply never dissolve.
Days turned to years and they flourished, but death came to visit one,
Their love survived and was nourished, at a table for two, set for one,
Each year the tradition goes on, their love will never subside,
And when they’re rejoined in heaven, forever they will abide.