TRIANGLE

With smile that spoke of years of love
He kissed her cherished brow
Then very gently, stroked her cheek
As he remembered how
She once could dance away the night
And put them all to shame
But that was then and this was now
With only time to blame.

Now looking in those faded eyes
He knew not, why he wept
For he was hers and she was his
Yet still the secret kept
So frail was she, he could not speak
Of how he loved another
Instead, he kissed her once again
And whispered, Goodnight mother.