As a perfect day draws to an end I remember –

The laughter and fun of being loved

Of being a couple in love

Opening presents full of promises

And cards filled with messages that spell out a life well lived.

A hike with a back pack of yummies we carry

Providing a measure of comfort

A beacon to guide you

The strength to continue

Born on the back of a companion who follows and leads

Messages gathered at the foot of a tree

The sign of a cell phone connecting me to

A brother, a sister, a Mother, a child

The day made so special

A precious song sung in the bush fills my heart

Drawn upward by paths through the mountain that beckons

Collecting a fern that may grow

We pushed and we climbed

We were stunned by the view

Till the thunder and rock faces ended our play

The full moon creeps over the mountain

It lights up the valley below

How special and perfect

Our bellies are full;

A warm bed is calling, a light rain is falling; my world is all good

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