She cries about the stress – He listens
She laughs at the rain – He loves it
She falls into his arms – He strengthens
She aches at the past – He needs it
She bends to pick up his boots – He refuses
He guides her to the kitchen. He backs up and sits down on the oddly placed recliner. He can’t see the TV, but in just a moment she’ll look up as she’s done for a hundred years and smile while she peels his potatoes.