Four Years
Air. Space. The smell of salt.
Her hand in mind.
A walk along the shore.
Today we celebrate.
The walk that got us there.
The walk since.
More together
than I believed possible.
About this poem
The woman I love and I celebrate our fourth anniversary today. I have been trying to write about the magic of our love since we first came together. I never capture it all, but if we have enough years together, and I keep writing, I might get it right.
Tom
Quarry House 
Beautiful, Tom. Beautiful ❤️
Happiest of warm blessings on a great day to remember!
Ciongratulations…may you have many more.
Your happiness is showing…
This comes close to the way you two are together. Inspiration for us long termers! Happy Anniversary.