Theancientgreekwithin
I married marble, that ancient stone.
I married stories, of long ago.
I married the muses, and all of Troy,
Helen and that war.
The Odyssey and all Homer’s songs.
The Acropolis, and the Parthenon,
All these things,
And so much more,
Came with my wedding ring, I now wear.
Just a simple band of gold,
Brought with it,
An olive branch of old,
For my children to recognize,
As their ancient heritage, a culture of stone.
All I ask is for them to,
Feel the marble within their veins.
As they now go about their modern lives.
This I pray as I sit,
Meditating on my favored, Christian image,
The Blessed Kiss,
I believe that balance of spirit will come one day.
Inspired by my Greek married life, as Rose Raikos. New and different from my childhood of a daughter of Jack(R.I.P.1984) and Mary Bibby.
Copyright © Rose Raikos | Year Posted 2015
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