My husband Randy and I have been married 24 years today, which is pretty hard for me to believe!
I am not good at love poems to people (somehow it’s much easier to write a love poem to a cranberry bush or a snowman or a pencil), so I’m sharing this e.e. cummings poem instead.
since feeling is first
who pays any attention
to the syntax of things
will never wholly kiss you;
wholly to be a fool
while Spring is in the world
my blood approves,
and kisses are a better fate
lady i swear by all flowers. Don’t cry
— the best gesture of my brain is less than
your eyelids’ flutter which says
we are for each other; then
laugh, leaning back in my arms
for life’s not a paragraph
And death i think is no parenthesis
Randy helps me (list-maker and analyzer extraordinaire) to be a fool, and my life is immeasurably better because of him.
Speaking of fools:>) here’s a picture from our honeymoon.
Happy Anniversary, Ran–I love you!