I capture moments on my iphone.
I immediately ‘forward’ moments to Husband.
Husband never says much.
Feels my moment. One after the other.
I keep forwarding.
I know he is feeling them.
I left the capital and came home today.
United Postal Service had something for me.
Return addressee: Husband.
I opened it.
It was a novel of my moments.
Each moment printed.
With a story.
My husband wrote me a story
With every moment I sent him.
Oh my tears.
My uncontrollable saturated tears,
Dropped and plopped on his story of moments.
Everywhere.
Like a cloud.
I watered my world of moments.
Dear Sun,
Do shine on my world of moments.
And on my husband.
“may fairies and gods prosper with thee husband.”
i keep forwarding.
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he's a keeper.
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