Come on laughing

I drove by a very elderly couple, clinging on to each other for dear life, on a snow covered pavement today. Even from behind I could see they were laughing. The fleeting glance as I passed them revealed faces creased with that laughter, and tender, and warm-wrapped in colourful woollen gloves and scarves. The tenderness made me think of William Stafford’s

Our Story

Remind me again – together we
trace our strange journey, find
each other, come on laughing.
Some time we’ll cross where life
ends. We’ll both look back
as far as forever, that first day.
I’ll touch you – a new world then.
Stars will move in a different way.
We’ll both end. We’ll both begin.

Remind me again.

William Stafford
The Way It Is – New and Selected Poems