Gestation
waking at 2:43
this morning maybe
that's when it happened
nine months after
a new year's party
blow out
now
breathe in
and push out
we can see his
head with
an all ready
receding hair line
now
fifty nine years
later looking
back at that
extra weight
i added
to this
date as
dearly be
loved we
nervously
exchanged
earrings as
they popped
champagne
celebrating
now
it changed from
dearly beloved
i do and i did
but what i'd done
for what said
in jest has
now
an anniversary
of two births and
remembrance of
what would
become a
future
death
Copyright © Jeff Connelly | Year Posted 2019
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