To my wife on her first mothers day with a son (outside the womb). The first poem I have ever published for an occasion.
It is a thing I would not set aside
to search what's dry
and then find you
my precious wife
It might seem what's wet
is not so deep
next to your eyes
the strengths and fears
you keep
my heart
and should this world be one
of many homes
still glad to have
you
in this one
It is true love
the truth that guides your love
for me
and our son
another bloom has come
petals bloomed for our eyes
and we
filled with love.
I love you Erin, you are a beautiful wife and now a beautiful mother.
Ryan
