Here I write Words we might aspire to Though we'll likely disappoint each other But we will try not to In moments when we realise Our needs did not come first We will hold our hurt for a little while Then allow time and space For the other to grow Be nurtured, then return, If she may. These vows may increase Or slowly be erased Their effect will be life-lasting But if we find ourselves Staring at a blank page We can write new vows Afresh with hope or Fold it lovingly Into a sleek airplane and send it on its way
Count the stars of heaven 