Hand Me Down Love
Hand Me Down Love
This is dedicated to my dear husband, Jim Neely
We were not young when we met
You had a teenage son and I had two young daughters
Your boy had lost his mom
And my girls had an angry father
Just like a fairy tale of old
The Grimm variety
No recipe for peace and harmony
Hand me down your love
Hand down your love
Forever and a day I’ll take
This hand me down love
Hand me down love
And so began our brave campaign
Building our nest from broken branches
Feathers plucked from our own breast
Lining the luck of second chances
Like a storm tossed ship of old
Lost on the open sea
Seeking safe harbor in sweet company
Hand me down…
We’re all much older than that now
The kids all grown and off with their true lovers
All wearing shadows of their own
And casting their spells upon each other
Like a mythic rhyme of old
Carved into memory
Illuminating grief and Majesty
Hand me down…
Time strings its great bow
Out flies life’s sharp arrow
Its arc not ours to know
Nor be its path too broad or narrow
Like an ancient tapestry of old
Symbolled in mystery
Concealing secrets to our destiny
Hand me down….