Ah love,
you can smile like that,
and crack your sharp wit,
and I'll let anything and everything slide.

You smile like that,
and fine.
Fine,
for all the suffering,
for all the pain,
fine.

We ninety-year old men,
we on our benches, in our grand old chairs,
we say 'fine'.

You warm our hearts.
You remind us of the fire that kept us going
through those long Winters.

Love,
you smile like that,
and I can't help but smile back.