Friday, April 22, 2022

NaPoWriMo #22

 Today, our fifth anniversary, is celebrated with the following poem I scripted this early morning:

what game shall we play today?

to revere our five years ~

two souls who met by chance

alas, one keeps searching to be free


not of her partner, oh, no, no, no!

not of her marriage, smitten she is!

free of routine, those daily tasks

that bind her in interests that never last.


what game shall we indulge ourselves

in 

a playful sort of way?


take this day, its relevance and delight

one another with

commitment, connectivity, coupled


we thank our God for

His myriad of gifts, reassurances,

as we play our game today.

 

joanconnor04/22/2022

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