And we laugh
There on the dock
Feet beside paws
Wet on rough wood
Your cheeks flush with sunshine
Light lilting on white-kissed waters
Beyond bent oak arms
And we speak with fingers entwined
Vines budding evermore bound
Daydreams blush
Against yesterdays
We solemnly promise to heal as a whole
Pinkies lacing through golden honey hours
Around each kitchen waltz
And we walk wet leaves
Mud, earth, sand, sky, seashells scattering
This whispering trail
Seems a lily-laced aisle
You yesterday
Where these soles first met soil, while tomorrow
Unwinds the tight-rope horizon, such a beautiful bride
And we trace time in wonder,
For today, always, is the sweetest day.