I was doing some spring cleaning today and came across all the letters and poetry my boyfriend (now husband) wrote to me. I’ m so glad I saved it all. I love reading thru it, it’s like falling in love with him all over again.
You and I
Crossing the bridge
Looking toward each other,
Waving kindly at the overcast past,
Humming, whistling, wishing
Again gaining ground.
“Dream not, thy wake thee proper, love”
I shout, Stunning wild flowers to weep and moan,
Beside your path,
Yes.
We are true.
L.C.M.
We met as children, playing in the creek with a bridge. We had one of our wedding photos taken on that very bridge.
Truth Seeker 