Thursday, March 23, 2006
I Carry Your Heart With Me
i carry your heart with me (i carry it in my heart)
i am never without it (anywhere i go you go, my dear; and whatever is done by only me is your doing, my darling)
i fear no fate (for you are my fate, my sweet)
i want no world (for beautiful you are my world, my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud and the sky of the sky of a tree called life; which grows higher than the soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart)
e.e. cummings
Yesterday was my wedding anniversary to my wonderful hubby, Bret. It was our ninth year of marriage and ten years that I have known him. I will not say that it has been ten years of bliss, but definitely ten years of laughter, tears, tantrums, trauma's, stress, love, respect, quiet moments, crazy moments, and lots of moving! Some people think that I "wear the pants" in this relationship, because Bret is so quiet and reserved, and I'm,....well....we all know that I am a loose "cannon". (couldn't help the play on words)
But the truth of the matter is that we are an equal team.
We make decisions together, even though one may be stronger on one decision than the other, and each of us have respect for each other's strengths and weaknesses to know when to let the other shine.
Bret is my love, my calm in the middle of a stormy life, my cornerstone that I cling to when my foundation is threatened, my best friend that enjoys gossiping once in a while, my business and "artistic vision" partner, my cheerleader when I'm down, my other half....
The poem above is one of my favorites, and it describes how I feel about him...perfectly....
Here's to another ten.....and on to infinity....
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2 comments:
Congratumulations... :)
I'm looking forward to watching the next ten years (preferably with some popcorn and hot tamales).
Congrats! That's a nice poem, by the way...
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