A Love Poem to my wife

Three Little Words

There was something determined
So it seemed,
Between living and dreaming
Of man’s estate;
That I knew was written
To the measured beats
Of an angelic Hymnal :
I Love Thee
The words were emblazon’d
Among stars.
Love, you were the blessed,
The Queen of the Day
Surrounded by bridesmaids
And I swept you off.

Past the threshold we crossed
Never to part, we said.
Yes, the vows we exchanged
Were all determined
And writ from above.
The simple words : I love Thee.
For three words we run
The gauntlet of days:
Among unpaid bills and bruit
Of the marketplace
The simple words like,
‘You are fired!’ may cut
But these are not determined
Or laid with the finality
As Love: the key
To a man’s estate.

benny

06-17-08