She Still Adored That Damaged Wooden Bed,
That Creaked With Every Movement,
In The Silence Of Every Dull & Dark Night,
Never Letting Her Feel Lonely,
Even After Ten Years Of His Absence.

It Reminded Her Of Those Moments They Had Spent Together,
When She Was A Newly Wed,
His mischief's, Their secrets, Her Tear's, His Laughter,
And Even His Sudden Demise.
It Was Almost Like The Hallmark Of Their Pure Love.

The Bed Had Witnessed Everything In Their 55 years Of Marriage.

- u.g.