The 10th Anniversary
by Morgan S. Grether
Ten years already? Seems ten days at most,
Today the best of all, as I awoke
In joy and now tonight I go to sleep
In jubilation, luminous, awash
In our unbeatable bliss of family.
Of course there’s been a trial or two, perhaps
A tribulation even, but we’ve had
So many triumphs they appear a long,
Unbroken string, which wraps around us back
And forth like thick, warm yarn, pulled free from some
Old heirloom sweater we can’t see, a gift
From now-gone ghosts of ancestors who watched
Our growing and approved of whom we’ve now
Become. They saw the lands that sprang us years
Ago, and then they saw the fertile West
That called us here. They saw the trio we
Grew into. Yes, they saw their dreams fulfilled
In us, just as our own dreams are fulfilled
Now in each other, so the gifts I give
To you I give myself, and vice versa.
June 2005