March 09, 2007

The Promise

I made a promise
years ago
to love you
forever.
Little did I know
how that promise
was more like a gift,
and its keeping as natural
as walking in sunshine
or swimming in crystal waters.

I made a promise
years ago
but it has rebounded
upon me
surprising me with its joy.
I’ve received
more
from you
than any man
is rightly entitled to.
You are more
loving,
beautiful,
and joyful,
than I deserve.

I made a promise years ago.
I have not kept it.
It did not need keeping.

--Anniversary, 2005