Love's Labor
the baby's head
crowns as Father watches --
a dozen red roses
When but a speck gelatinous, unformed, you watched
Watched as the determined swimmer pierced my soft core
Smiled at the countless me's, in the sea of thee, birthed.
Your joyous laughter spins universes with a roar,
marries diverse minions in delight astonished,
as made and unmade we rise, a holy labor.
You watch each molten mountain crest an aching sea
as stark white stars shine in my lovers tearing eyes
smiling at the she's and he's, who chose to be free
of what if's and enjoy this never ending ride
in this holy labor we abide.
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