Why do you say

you are burdensome

lying feverish and ill

my wife

without you here

I'd be lonesome

no purpose provided

for life

know when the time comes

and you take your leave

I'll carry your heart in mine

to gaze at the moon

under which we made love

to conceive

that very first time.

Dear Diary, The sweetest elderly couple lives

next door. She's sick and he cares for her. He'll miss her so much.