Sense Sonnet - Acher

 Thinking of Him

Among the oldest now on Earth,

This human watching time go by,

Mixed feelings of sadness and mirth,

Whether to laugh, whether to cry.

A half a century ago

My one and only husband died.

Such a long time has passed, I know,

But I still feel him by my side.

He caused me either grief or joy.

He was my better and worse half,

Whether a nice or naughty boy,

Whether to cry, whether to laugh.

There'll never be another him,

Unless I marry on a whim.