Thirty-One

How do you measure love? Something so real
Yet undefined? So true yet through the years
Evolving? So strong yet in tenderness
Expressed? Unseen yet to the watcher clear?

Perhaps in ironed shirts or cups of tea
In dinners cooked or dishes washed and dried,
Perhaps in photos of a thousand places
Or paths we’ve walked together side by side,

Perhaps in songs that speak of special times
Or jokes that no-one else could understand,
Perhaps in wisdom gained in grief and loss
Or overwhelming joy, unsought, unplanned,

Perhaps in stories of our mutual friends
Or family trees now tightly intertwined,
Or maybe over all these things a sense
Of being one in Christ in heart and mind.

5 Mar 25