Aging Couple

I see you now—
years and years gone by,
our differences once challenges,
now treasures we hold close.

With each season,
time draws us nearer,
better now than before.

Our hands meet,
I trace the lines of your face—
just once more.
We embrace.

Thoughts about this poem:

When a couple grows old together, they grow close and they see each other more clearly, they love more deeply.

Brent M. Jones

Brent writes with quiet confidence and curiosity, exploring communication, reinvention, and what truly matters. His reflections invite readers to slow down, reconsider their stories, and reconnect with the values that guide them. Through books, essays, and his What Matters newsletter, he offers writing that doesn’t shout—but still speaks clearly.

Reflections on communication, reinvention, and what truly matters—delivered in a quiet, thoughtful voice.