07/04/2024
Happy Birthday my love!!!! I went from Kennebunkport to San Diego and all I got you was this stupid poem. ๐ ๐ ๐ ๐บ๐ธ
"I once loved a girl with long crimson hair. I feared she might break me, but I didn't much care.
Her skin it was ivory and her eyes were deep blue...she opened her arms like a Christian might do.
We learned how to love with the innocence of youth. We sang of the banner, and practiced the truth.
Our star-spangled passion was one for the ages. We dog-eared our book as we turned all the pages.
We faced difficult battles together as one. Our commitment to each other would not be undone.
We fought off her father, and sent him back east. Across that great ocean, we pushed back that beast.
As adolescence escaped us, and adulthood crept in... Her porcelain matured to a more olive skin.
But our love it was strong, so it didn't seem strange. We knew the only constant in life...was change.
We raised loving children from sea to shining sea. Were the envy of all others. The family they longed to be.
We led by example, not edict or force. We practiced our ethics, and plotted our course.
So as the red faded, and her locks they turned grey...nobody noticed....or at least didn't say.
And when her eyes changed from bright baby blue... my brothers condoned it... "That's just what eyes do".
Yes, change is a given..."it's just what things do." I know right from wrong, and I'd bet you do too.
Yet today, as her copper bust is overlooking the coast.... I dreamt my true love had turned into a ghost.
An apparition or a phantom of a dream we once had. A reminder to all, that "good" can turn "bad".
Was our edict and constitution merely a ruse? The path she has taken, is nothing we'd choose.
Am I foolish to hold tight to the pacts that we'd made? To have faith and conviction in the price that we'd paid?
But "NO!" I exclaim, as if awaking from a terror. Everything that we stand for, cannot be in error!
If there's one thing I know of this woman I love..."Good"...it'll win. We will rise above.
So, on her 248th birthday...as I tell you our tale.... Let us never forget. Lady Liberty will prevail.