Anniversary

A declaration on the 33rd anniversary of my marriage…

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I’m in love
With a man
Not the notion of a man
Who loves me just as I AM
Aging, flawed, brilliant, odd
Just
As
I
AM

(Of course
it helps
that he remembers
the teenaged
body o’ mine
and appreciates
evolution of
my spirit, psyche and mind)

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Evidence Of

Evidence of...

54.
I look at my wrinkles, sags,
furrow in brow
budding jowl
And  wonder
“Where did they come from?”

Then I remember:
I have lived!

I have loved
One
For three decades
Nearly four

Grown  babies
In my womb
Fed them,  held them
Let them soar

Traveled
Cities, Countries
Canyons, Mountains
Skyways, Shore

I’ve touched
Lives
Grand and grimy
Caressed new life
Adored
Felt hands slip from mine
To pass beyond this veil, to more

Joys and sorrows
Smiles, tears, frowns
Created wrinkles, sags,
furrowed brow, jowl

I AM art
I’m fine sculpture
Work of passion
Labor of Love

I have lived!
Fully embraced
I AM evidence of

As They Fall: Leaves

Fall Leaves

some folks say
a tree won’t miss
fall leaves
what
I ask
do they know?
did they pull energy to trunk and soul
from soil
feeding that which bursts forth
greens
then grows?
do they hold tight
to foliage bright
through frolicking spring
and summer sun’s sting?
uphold
when nights turn cold?
Doubt it.
If so,
folks would know
those trees
miss those leaves.