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The curtain's restless, the bed is cold.
An old man stares, tired and old.
He tries to think but can't quite see
the girl he loved and their memories.

His skin in wrinkled, his hands are dry
but strong in hers, when she holds on tight.
Her eyes are blue, he sees, sharp and coy,
just like his when he was a boy.

Blue like the sea, deep as the sky
but his now have clouds passing by.
Clouds, he remembers, there were clouds on the day
he gave his mother's ring away.

Away from the city, he married his love-
his soulmate; his lobster; his turtledove.
He's crying now, he knows the child.
"How could I forget, you have her smile."

Too big for one, the weary bed,
he'll never sleep in it again.
But in his granddaughter he sees
the girl he loved and their memories.