She saw it first
He had an inviting smile that lit his whole face.
She saw it first, the kind eyes, the humble way
he looked after loved ones, his loyalty, his
care giving. She let me know he was a
keeper. I had unfinished business with
another. He patiently went on with life
but kept the door open. Mom kept
the door propped open.
I will never regret going through
that door. It led to my
life partner.
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Love the way your mom helped this match-up to happen. I can feel your gratefulness in this poem.
I love mom keeping the door propped open
Go, Mom! Well done.