Day 211: Sweet Weights
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you are my sweetest weight
and my most pleasurable to lift.
you delight me by your company.
it is in the caring for you that i am fed
and made happier by the charge.
if i could give thanks –
if my mind would allow it
when my heart blurts, inspired,
and my mouth makes utterance –
i’d give thanks for you.
what weight is burden
when it lifts you by it’s load?
i love you
i lift you
i grow along beside you
and find wonder again
where wonder was lost.
take my hand,
take my neck,
take my back and lean unto;
my legs are strong
though my heart is weary
and i’ll let you lead the way.
let me carry,
just say you love me
and keep your eyes so clear
and sweet,
and full of water
and flowing;
together, we shall go.
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