Monday, June 9, 2025

On the marriage of Emily and Michael



 On the marriage of Emily and Michael 

x   /  x   /  x   /  x   /  x   /


it was a gift i did not see coming 

somehow more generous today than then

for it continues to declare meaning

amplified by an evolved intention


the hand was so young, and the gift so old

yet to this day informs some mystery

full with an understanding; fine as gold

yet powerful and wise, an old-growth tree.


how’d a child know how much stone meant to me¿ 

how did so small a hand lift such a thought?

how could someone so young see so deeply¿

how do i contribute hope where i’m not?


through this poem - in the spirit of learned love;

found deeply within - warmth from far above.


jts 12 june 2o25 ∞ semper fi · friends


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