Day 94, The Hubs is the poet today.

I'll start with my opening lines on Monday. For today I am going to give Sean the stage. He wrote me a poem for our anniversary that is today. He stepped outside of his comfort zone to do so, very, very sweet. (Like don't tell anybody but I teared up kind of sweet) I love you Sean! 

Anniversary

Twelve twelves

Six hundred and twenty four sevens

Long Saturdays embraces loosing ourselves in the other

The bright lights and rolling expressways far away

a sonogram a son into the world 

joy kindness cowboy boots baseball diamonds

armed with a glimmer in his eyes dark as coal 

wit and charm holding our hearts

a home 

moving home family 

our God

a cat

a fish a fish a fish 

a dog

joy joy joy joy

our hearts

birthday cakes Christmas trees and cookies

camping fishing catch the ball

friends friends friends friends 

kitchens caseroles pies

smiles laughs hugs tables

friends

leaving going moving byes

hugs

our hearts

tears let go 

death

letting go

life death 

our hearts

three now four

a son to our world 

laughter cunning laughter lungs bo laughter ("bo" is not a typo it is what Charlie says all of the time!)

balls bats throw catch hit

laughter

hide hide hide hide

Anniversary

love love love love