A Wonderfully Enchanted Life of True Love

sitting on the bench in the middle of a field eating properly made cornbread with blue bonnet on it watching her do yoga and still not understanding thanking God for putting me exactly where i am meant to be our 15 year old welsh corgi named ireland asleep on the bench beside me happy to not be doing nothing and just as thankful to be blessed with love noticing you watching us with a smile and carelessly losing the focus of your center coming to join us as if you were being left out of the fray putting my arm around you letting your warmth and apple cinnamon cent long for a slice of apple pie you kissing me softly on the lips asking me if i wanted her to make an apple pie me and ireland coming to attention immediately after the asking of her ironic question us both looking at ireland laughing as she puts her head back down to pout, knowing she will not being getting any we both then beging singing the late o.c. smith's 'little green apples' then, for some reason, we plan a trip to indianapolis for our summer vacation we feel raindrops giving light, friendly warnings to our fingers we wake ireland up and quickly head back to the house