With a light
stretched from a lamp,
memories pull me
as you dream –
Traces of our hands
woven together;
The joy which bounces ’round
with tiny footsteps;
The Books we’ve read aloud;
A beauty that grows
from the soil
watered from the moments
of heartache;
Our puppets
with stories to tell;
Chasing puppies;
Thanksgiving meals;
Oh, that cat!;
Christmas dinners;
A portrait that’s taking shape;
Chess pieces never declaring
the victory we have.
The promise I wear
is held in

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