Sonnet for Grace

I cannot remember when we first met,
Longer ago than many a friendship.
It seems we don’t know everything yet
About handling this mid-life courtship.
Off and on it has been, but mostly on.
There is much we have done, yet other things
Await the chances which are far from gone.
We must wait to see what the future brings.
Our lives, and fates, appear to overlap
And now we cannot seem to separate
Even though we’ve tried to widen the gap
Between us, we can’t make feelings abate.
So, hold on to me, and I will to you
And hold on gently to what’s old and new.