You know the song
“you’re still the one,”
the song that couplestime and love,
and begins a weaving
of memory and the particular
rhythm that framed the way
we walked and wandered?
It puts me in mind
of how much older I am
than we are,
how I can still see
those bright visions of you
whom I have loved so
and loved so all along.
You’re the one
are the lyrics, the sound,
the melody, I hear
and I shake my head in wonder
that you can see that I am, too.
Thank you for who you have been
and for who you are
and for who we’ve been
and how this forever
has become so sweet
and young and always.
