Two Chairs, One Life

"What a beautiful morning,dear. I brought you a cup of coffee. It's just the way you like it, one sugar,no cream." "You been doing that since we were married. Did you ever stop and think I might want to make my own coffee?" "Now,don't get on your high horse. It's just something that I have gotten use to doing for you." "Sit down. Here. Beside me. The chair needs filling. Besides,you're making me nervous." "I'll sit,dear,but only for awhile. I have work to do." "Relax. The work can wait. Enjoy. Look around you, wife. The leaves are turning. The birds are heading South. Another season together." "I don't have to look around. I know every inch of this place. You built it." "My coffee is getting cold." "Would you like me to warm it up for you?" "Is that an offer?" "You were always a dirty old man." "It is good to hear you laugh again." "I miss laughing with you. It's been a long time." "We had an eternity together. You'll always have that." "Yes,I know,but that doesn't make it any easier." "Remember when we first got married?" "The shoe factory. The constant hammering of the anvils. The dirty little office I worked in. How can I forget,husband?" "I had worked in that shoe factory since I was twelve and pretty much hated it but when you came along it was different. You lit up that dark place like a ray of sunshine filling a room." "You always did have a way with words." "Only with you,only with you,wife." "I love it when you touch me. It's like I'm feeling you again." "You can always feel me. You know that. I may be gone but I'm not lost. Every time you think of me I live again." "Have you finished your coffee?" "For this morning I have." "Then I'll say good-bye for today. I'll see you tomorrow. Don't let anyone occupy my seat." "There'll always be a seat beside me as long as you want to occupy it. Till tomorrow." "Till tomorrow." Written October 23rd, 2001 © on Oct 23 2001 01:20 AM PST   0 • 1