Blessed 

Bless the day
that birthed her into existence,
unearthed her soul into being
and heart into feeling.

Bless, her mother’s labor,
her father’s patience
that delivered her into the present.

Bless the past she’s endured
to furnish a brighter future;
the detours in paths
that made her relish the finish.

Bless the trials,
the setbacks,
the drawbridge
the jetlag from flight of thought
to decisive action.

Bless the fractions
of times we’ve spent,
the moments we’ve lent
to leisure.

Bless the attempts I make
to please her;
more importantly,
bless the seconds
I’ve seized her laughter,
caught it into glass jars
of memory and remedy,
shattered it loud
in empty house
to feel you fill the voids within.

Bless the now
you morph into beauty,
the odds and ends
contorting us into unity
and I,
am all too blessed to confess
that you,
are the blessing I’ve been gifted,
never taken for granted.

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