By Joanna Moss
A boy and a girl in the back of a car,
Riding alone together.
One loaf of bread in the back of the car,
Shared secretly together.
A boy and a girl up in a tree,
Talking alone together.
Eating up plates of hot dogs and beans,
Eaten together with joy and laughter.
A man and a woman standing at the altar,
Facing each other, alone together.
Everywhere white and decorated,
Arm in arm, hand in hand, joy and tears mingled.
A man and a woman lying on a bed,
Alone together with their most precious possession.
Tiny hands, feet, and eyes,
A little baby boy.
A grandpa and a grandma laughing,
Alone together at an Easter celebration.
Grandkids rush about, smiling and cheering,
A loving glance shared.
A grandpa standing at a grave.
He looks with sorrow at the tombstone,
His deceased wife alone up there,
He walks home in despair.
A grandpa lying in a bed,
Alone, taking his last breath.
Taken up on his winged soul,
A grandma greets him with a smile.
At last alone together again.