the same poem that lit the fire
on a snowfall morning….
brought you breakfast in bed.
the same poem that held the baby,
and wiped the tears from your face…
that wrapped around you
when we buried your daddy….
that kept the lone candle
burning all that night….
that helped you pack to go,
and opened the door
to let you back in….
that stood in front of you
when the storms came…
that walked by your side
through the darkest nights….
the poem that unlocked
your heart thirty years ago….
the poem lying beside you,
listening to two hearts racing….
that plunges into you
till all else is lost!

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