Monday, April 11, 2016

The Underside of Eighteen Years








Through paper, cotton, leather
we have gone as well as flowers,
wood, sugar, and wool, not to
mention bronze, pottery, tin,
and steel where one would think
that steel would be ten instead of tin;
but silk, lace, ivory, and crystal
lag behind china which is twenty
but none lie in between leaving one
to wonder why those four years are
not considered like the previous ones;
yet, some say porcelain for eighteen
followed by bronze with no indication
of the other two, and I wonder if
those years passed up by unobserved?
Still, eighteen is remarkable for this
second marriage as we seem to have
gotten closer, more respectful, more
tolerant of all those differences that
brought us together in the first place;
The odds of disillusionment were
beaten many years ago when we were
strolling through valleys of uncertainties
where resolution and resolve became
absolute and our two options were:
“none of the above,” and no “what if's.”
And... if time would permit, I am sure
there will be eighteen more and
perhaps a few more for good measure
as we seem to really be that which
each other really needs and even
though that may not be apparent
through all these transpired years,
it is apparent now and more than
ever before it is for us for sure.

10April2016

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