You are to me…
A warm hearth –
Cozy light
Daily food
Adored and simple magic
Which is the best kind
An unforgettable, half-remembered song –
Notes I find myself humming
Guitar strings I play
Joyfully Curiously Recklessly
Tenderly Sometimes angrily Other times-
Abashed in my needfulness
Always And never enough
A favorite handmade patchwork quilt
Soft when I need to be held
Able to cover when I am cold
And tired
A beauty I cannot name
A strength I could not replicate
A wind I could not hold
Beyond and here
Unknowable and intimately seen
Priceless and lightly held
You are to me…
…Because I have learned to be
Years I have spent, learning
To love and be loved
And how happy it is
That we have found each other
In this stupid, big world
And can remind each other
To be