Astonishment
That you married me
That the sun rose, the day after you died
That first snowdrops still blossom in the cold
That winter, depression, grief and frustration are not winning
That my smallness matters, when I stand beneath the starry sky
That purity, faith, hope, love, truth, steadfastness and kindness always win
Copyright © Andrew Fairchild | Year Posted 2019
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