You will make known to me the path of life; in Your presence is fullness of joy
— Psalm 16:11
These long morning paths
as we mark the growth of trees
and new blooms, as we pass
homes of long-time neighbors
and those still unknown —
we have tread these steps
for years, ghosts of us
hang in the air, the we
of twenty-seven, thirty-three,
forty-two, and so many
more ages as we treasure
the cozy of our conversation,
a language we have been
creating since we first met—
how sweetly our love revels
in this steady rhythm of living.
—C.L. Fisher, August 2022
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