Our 45th Anniversary Today
I will sit in this swing with you
and my feet still will not touch
the ground.
They have not touched the ground
since we met.
Each day (except Sundays) in April, I'm writing poems with some obscure words starting with the letter of the day, and then doing a sm...
Oh, what a sweet September love poem. I love it.
ReplyDeleteHappy 45th!!! What an accomplishment, and what a sweet poem.
ReplyDeleteHappy Anniversary! I hope it was the sweetest day! It is a poem like a hug.
ReplyDeleteHappy Anniversary! Sounds like you are still blissfully "floating on air"! True love.
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