Young and beautiful,
though I didn’t appreciate it then,
I see myself leaning on
my youthful husband’s shoulder
as, together,
we bravely face the unknown.
Smiling I muse,
the challenges
of thirty two years ago
now seem so simple.
One picture reminds me of how
little money we had,
and of our resourcefulness,
as I see the Christmas decorations
I made from egg cartons.
Another picture sets me thinking
of my days spent
attempting to make
our ten foot wide trailer
into a home,
and of my loneliness
as I waited my husband’s return
from work and school.
There we are
lost in each other,
and lost in sharing the quiet joy
of expecting our first child.
In my heart
I see other pictures
of a young couple
awkwardly struggling to communicate
and wondering if unity would ever come.
Picture by picture,
I see a new relationship
slowly developing.
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