Pagosa Springs Artists

Our First Thousand Days

Our first thousand days
are lost in a haze
of honeymoon memories

A thousand ways
in a thousand days
of saying I worship you

We two alone,
an apartment called home,
and a thousand cozy hours

With quiet chats,
close together we sat
a thousand eventides

I'd try to beguile
with a thousand smiles
as you would fondly reply

And a thousand times
with joy you were mine,
two into one life melded


first published in LONE STARS

©2011 Bonnie Manion


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