by Destiny A. Davison

Created on: August 17, 2011   Last Updated: August 27, 2011

The room is still
The light shines through the blinds
We wake, the sun glows, the birds sing
The cat stirs
it winds its tail through your fingers
Your free hand glides into mine
We curl around each other
So this is married life?

The alarm clock sounds in the distance
We tumble out of bed
You guide my feet into bunny slippers
I help you with your robe

Outside, the church bells are twirling
Slamming against one another
Calling all to the gates

And yet, you and I
As we’ve said before and now again
Have already found Heaven
Our backs are bent downward
Our hair as white as newly fallen snow,
and our arms, lined with wrinkles
Lock together as we walk through the park
Remembering the days when we were young

Kissing them softly
And letting them go

We find our way to our favorite breakfast spot
Let the hymns play on as we sip hot coffee
Let the verses whisper as we laugh together
For as those who have seen the world
Felt the joys of youthful years and watched them run away

We know full well that
The Lord goes where love grows
We will share this day from outside stained glass
Finding salvation in a stack of pancakes, tub of butter
And the spheres of each others gaze

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