August 24, 2016Poem
Just a Scooby snack.
loveidentitymortality
Just a Scooby snack.
I came to you
Out of the blue.
Not as a beggar would
But with little to offer,
Other than myself.
You replenished me.
Not with fast food
Or sugar treats
And fatty meats,
But with love.
You made a hard choice
Look easy,
As you filled my soul,
Not with trans fats
Sausage rolls,
Smelly cheese
Or cream teas
But with hope.
You are the bread
Of my heaven
The spice of my life
And for all that I am
I give thanks
To you
My honey sweet
Dream come true,
My wife.