Do you remember?
The night a dot too chilly,
Enough to embrace
Smiling, happy and silly.
New to each other’s lives,
Joyous moments, eight to midnight.
Filled with dining, cocktails and laughter,
Dreading the evening’s kiss goodnight.
Not the kiss but the goodnight,
Already waiting for the next date.
I smile, remembering us courting,
Us, still dating, as we speculate.
About how this seems different,
Infused with an intoxicating spark.
Imagining our life’s portrait,
Developing color from film in the dark.
You and I a young couple in love,
Finding each other so familiar,
Yet completely new and energizing,
Past romances offering nothing similar.
Do you remember?
The ring sliding onto to your finger,
My knee on the sand cheered by the surf.
This moment witnessed by sky and sea,
Anticipating the direction of our life’s course.
From this moment on - leading
To our wedding and beyond.
We held each other through
Joy and lamenting sad song.
The thrill of dating,
And the honeymoon over.
We settle into something deeper,
Secure to discover,
That young love ripens,
With trust and devotion.
Weathering the storms,
Navigating the ocean,
That threatens to overwhelm,
The hardships making us humble.
I’ll get you to laugh through tears,
While you lift me when I tumble.
Young love is a Tiger Lilly,
Living brightly but short lived.
Our love is like the oak tree with
Deep rooted strength to give.
There is something joyful
About an enduring romance,
Equally sorrowful in pathos
With so much left to chance.
Maybe that’s the meaning of
Love when there are no guarantees,
One soul encouraging the other,
When guardian angels seem absentee.
With so much left to chance,
With no map or guiding dove,
When completely overwhelmed,
I will choose Love.
I remember it all.