on the windshield of my car, your presence
slashed the span from Hampton Roads
to California as our letters slashed
the span from Hampton Roads to Vietnam.
Our love and dining out and working out
our differences reduced the distance
from youth to parenthood as traveling
the world and settling in a place
reduced our distance to maturity.
Although we never knew what might become,
we'd never doubted we'd mature together,
not withstanding I have no intention
to grow up. Although I may have mellowed
some, 'tis you who've anchored us with grace.
No time nor distance shall express itself
between us. We are one together; and
when we have shed this earth-bound suit, we shall
be one, together we and God the angels
and the universe for ever.
(c)pete freas 2007
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