Conflate

Does time conflate
Our lives to over
Complicate every
Day living or does our
Awareness expand
Our comprehension
Of the world as we age?
Though flare winds blow,
My goal is to simplify
Not complicate as
Loving her does both
At once making me
Happy with caring.
Her smile is worth
A bit more to keep
Track of or what’s
A big calendar for?
Her affection is an
Emotion I can bear,
Two can live as
Simply as one by
Sharing burdens
Together.
Even
If conflation
Blows we
Bend as
One
But do not break.