Loving and loved

he looks at her
as she laughs
adoration in his eyes
she touches his cheek
tenderly

sliced mango shared
great grandchildren
running around
the eternal lovers
huddle at the balcony

a baby crawls
and flops on her lap
she hugs him
as he gently caress
the baby's head

A grandchild calls
for dinner
the crowd of fifty,
four generations
congregate for grace

They lean towards each other
years peeling off
their aged eyes
smiling, holding hands
they stand up, walk away

looking back at their
fruits of love
they know everything
is alright
smiling, they leave

'they passed away peacefully'
the obituary read
they wonder why they died
together, though ninety nine
is a ripe old age

Their loving they gave
and they were loved.