November 3rd – Anniversary Poem

~for Heather

We met when the leaves of autumn
were crisp and already on the ground.
And the magic of us
is the way we shift time-

The way time becomes shorter
every anniversary.

And then there is the way we love-
as if generations are behind us-
all souls gathering together to see that
we love as they taught us.

And from this
we learned
and loved
year after year
after year.

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