An Old Poem

I absolutely love to write... I have been looking through my old poems and found this one I wrote on my 7 monthiversary with Andrew.

Since this one I'm never going to send off to any of the local poetry journals, I decided to share it with my readers.

7 Days from an Outsider’s Recollection

The first day was one exhausted in a crowded shopping mall, fixated on the

reassuring sound of a phone call. The second day, she scribed secret expressions

on the opening page of a hard-back red journal. The third night was

Christmas. The couple swayed to the moan of exhausted country singers. The

fourth was spent laying with her 10-day-old-husband-to-be. The fifth

evening was spent in a twin bed, watching cartoons while she wrote in the

red journal. The sixth she sat in the warm sand with him on a sunny Saturday, next to the

dam. The seventh day on a Sunday, they rested behold everything

was very good. And God blessed the Seventh Day as he had all of the others.