Hard

Standing tall against the wind,
He gazed intently ahead,
Trying hard.
The clock seemed to have slowed,
Memories in a fast lane.
Crying hard.
Lots to talk about,
Eager to make out,
Laughing hard.
Patience in abundance,
He seemed to love the wait,
However hard.
Confidence undoubted,
He trusted her,
Wasn't hard.
She came at last,
Slow and steady,
However hard.
She looked down,
So did him,
Laughing hard.
50 long years,
He waited,
Crying hard,
At 85, she's not young,
But knelt and prayed,
Trying hard.
Its called the stuff of dreams;
Time to sleep for him,
Eyes closed hard.
Amen.