I’d like to
Know you but
No knowing you
Leads to knew
You I’d like
To think of
You but thinking
You leads to
Thought you I’d
Like to like
You but liking
You requires knowing
And thinking which
For me eventually
Leads to love
Then had loved
Maybe nothing is
Better than the
Something I lost
If it had
Been up to
Me I’d never
Had picked you
Not because you’re
Not good enough
But because I’m
Not good enough
But oh when
I saw you
You’re all that
I ever saw
Not just with
My eyes but
With my heart
That’s why I
Want to ask
You this question
Please marry me
And once upon
A time there
Was a great
Oak tree mighty
And strong with
A canopy so
Large that it
Gave shadow to
A 200 head
Herd every afternoon
And in its
Thicket of leaves
One could hear
Delicate giggles as
The early Autumn
Wind blew there
Prompting the browning
Leaves to jump
Like children atop
Wooden sleds landing
Down below or
Even far away
As Winters first
Snow danced like
Drunken revelers swirling
And teasing there
Remained one last
Leaf above clinging
To its branch
Thinking that it
Had been forgotten
When in truth
All it was
Was different and
Being different is
By far the
Loneliest thing in
The world when
Viewed by others
When in fact
Being that one
Last leaf alone
Gave it a
Freedom to be
Itself uniquely strong
Being different requires
That much strength
To hold on
I suggest living
By this principle
Give until it
Hurts and then
Give some more
Love until it
Hurts and then
Too love some
More expect nothing
In return besides
The opportunity for
That opportunity is
Your path to
Riches of Heaven
And like a
Late April pond
In Northern Wisconsin
We’ve weathered the
Cruelest harshest and
Frigid months of
Our relationship hunkering
Down like foxes
Deep in burrows
Choosing to wait
For winters passing
And like said
Pond continues to
Flow and grow
Beneath the ice
We must choose
To embrace what
We’ve become during
These dead months
Or remember what
We were all
Those seasons ago
