A Wonderfully Enchanted Life of True Love
sitting on the bench in the middle of a field
eating properly made cornbread with blue bonnet on it
watching her do yoga and still not understanding
thanking God for putting me exactly where i am meant to be
our 15 year old welsh corgi named ireland asleep on the bench beside me
happy to not be doing nothing and just as thankful to be blessed with love
noticing you watching us with a smile and carelessly losing the focus of your center
coming to join us as if you were being left out of the fray
putting my arm around you letting your warmth and apple cinnamon cent long for a slice of apple pie
you kissing me softly on the lips asking me if i wanted her to make an apple pie
me and ireland coming to attention immediately after the asking of her ironic question
us both looking at ireland laughing as she puts her head back down to pout, knowing she will not being getting any
we both then beging singing the late o.c. smith's 'little green apples'
then, for some reason, we plan a trip to indianapolis for our summer vacation
we feel raindrops giving light, friendly warnings to our fingers
we wake ireland up and quickly head back to the house
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