Anniversary
A triolet for my husband, whom I love very much. I feel so thankful that he puts up with my craziness.
Six Months Deep
The sun danced through our twenty-four weeks,
pas de deux with silver moon sister.
Fire burned my knees weak
as the sun danced through our twenty-four weeks.
You learned the pain my pale doubt wreaks,
taught me of flames and God's love blisters
and the sun danced through, our twenty-four weeks
a pas de deux with silver moon sister.
Six Months Deep
The sun danced through our twenty-four weeks,
pas de deux with silver moon sister.
Fire burned my knees weak
as the sun danced through our twenty-four weeks.
You learned the pain my pale doubt wreaks,
taught me of flames and God's love blisters
and the sun danced through, our twenty-four weeks
a pas de deux with silver moon sister.
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