A love poem
Because I grew after the Death,
I was able to see
how right you were, so right for me,
for immortality.
We slowly grew; we knew no haste —
and you had put away
the other who had been with you
(availability!).
We passed the times of living alone;
we traveled well, and then —
you said, let’s buy a house; and so
we looked and found the one.
Or rather — we lucked out — to buy
this place first day of sale.
It’s nestled us and furry friends
like tadpoles are by pools.
We paused at a chapel, a place
in Liberace’s town —
the owner led the vows for us
(no Elvises around).
Since then, has been nearly two years —
and better every day —
as if we were destined to be
for eternity.
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such a journey. Thanks for sharing it!
We cannot stop for Death when there is so much living to do. What a joyous, lilting celebration!