On our wedding day, I had henna on my feet
To ground me in myself.
I wore shoes for you, and you alone.
On our wedding day, your hair was long.
I’d never seen a more gallant knight.
You wore it long for me, and me alone.
Promises were made.
The geese across the lake agreed.
We began a lifetime of discovering
How much love can grow
From the seeds of what we do
For us, and us alone.
As we harvest this season’s love,
Making pies for tonight,
Preserves for next winter, and
Forcing one more bag of it
Down into the deep-freeze,
I see your smiling face across the kitchen.
I wonder now,
As I did then –
Do you have any idea
You delight me?