“That’s my boyfriend!” she tells us

as the grey-haired man pushes himself

slowly backward. Using his feet.

The wheelchair moved more easily that way.

“I think the world of her,” he says

being careful not to move too quickly

lest he jar his neck brace. (She calls it a “halo.”)

His age amplifying his injuries

Her face, at age 91, beams as he says this.

And she suddenly looks exactly

as I imagine she did at age 18

Kind words will do that

Those kind in particular

Especially in this place