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I want to be the one who takes care of you

When our age difference finally puts me at your age

and you in your eighties.

We’ll both have silver hair, fragile skin,

and our hearts will still beat to the same rhythm.

Right now, since I’m disabled, you help me in so many ways-

offering accommodations, caring for me

Helping me grow and showing me new ways to do things.

I hope we’ll set out on the road together,

Quenching our thirst for wanderlust.

We’ll pull our scrapbook from a forgotten container,

brushing away the dust gathered over the years.

We’ll sit side by side,

looking at photographs of ourselves decades ago,

smiling at the people we were,

and grateful for the life we built together.