The same man on this page, now of a much older age.
Shares a personal reflection of a now realized imperfection.
Many years have come to pass, never peering into the looking glass.
Circumstances presented, I share this recent view of a past now resented.
No longer may this man hide behind, or at mirrors side.
Directly in front of, my image only, on full display.
Writing paragraphs, mine, much to my dismay.
A simple request, several times spoken, with the best of intention.
The response to this woman, not fulfilled but eluded.
I this man never taking the time, to find the rhyme I had secluded.
To the only true love of this mans entire life.
The one with patience, understanding, and beauty, my dear wife.
You have waited much longer than I truly deserve.
The answer to your request, as follows, lost in the mirror, held in reserve.

Define Love,
Love defined relative to one man and one woman, committed to only one another,
a partnership of cohabitation, intimacy, cooperation, compromise, sharing of control,
sexual desire and passion for the other only. Two hearts and minds working in seemingly
effortless harmony. Knowing each others wants, needs, desires,goals, fears, pain, joys,
and continued emotions and dreams, many times without a word spoken.
Reactions being, a simple compliment, an embrace,a tickle, a joke to promote laughter,
romance, a smile, to cry with, to just sit with silently,massage, feed their ego, dance with them,
cook for them, bathe them, nurse their illness, present them flowers, cards, gifts, call them,
tell them always at days beginning, end and all times in between, I LOVE YOU!, think of them always,
respect them, perform a simple core, this list is endless, this recipe simple when true love is
in the mix. During all of these moments and gestures absolutely loving the opportunity
to please, comfort, listen, etc.

Please forgive me, my lovely wife, the one who follows this list for most of our life.
No longer have I any past excuses, the mirror reflects many past abuses.
The image now and forever crystal clear. I will no longer hide this vision, my dear.
These words being proof of one so in need, I vow to live by these words indeed.
Just take a step in my direction, so I once again see your much wanted reflection.
In the glass I no longer choose to pass.

PJC 12/01/07