Losing my balance...

She had me losing my balance…
 But yet I stayed
 for her.

 Many long days,
 many cold nights.
 I withstood the fights,
 I kept her place

 Even
when all the others
wanted so bad to take it…
 it belonged to her…

I said.

 She had me losing my balance
 trotting down the long road
 where I could have strayed,
 but instead,

I stayed.

 In line
 hoping
that somewhere along
she would grab my hands and be mine,
and just that thought
made it all fine.

but now I’m tipping
 off …
off
my balance…
 and the only way I suppose
 I could make it stay,
would be to veer off ...
off her curb and stray ….
far far away…
For this I must do…
 hard as it may.

to keep my balance.

Thank you!

So I wonder to which I should be more thankful for…

For making the trip to JA to be the first visit I would be getting from home since the last 5 years ( If I could say); or should it be for the celebration of your marriage to the one I happen to think is beautifully kind, generous, and still simply gorgeous; or yet for the precious gift you both bore that daily unwraps as more adorable and beautiful than the days before…

But I suppose it was all in that magic second in which you made the cognitive choice to stop and say hello, excuse me miss, may I know your name…

And in this, for the provider of divine encounters; to the one who holds time, the heavens and Earth; to our God and Father above; to him I owe all gratitude and to Him I say…Thank you!

And after all the hassle...it's here.