a christmas poem for my wife

let me say it again - this promise. this confession:
i love you.
seasons pass, we struggle and fight, we gain a few pounds
and still, here we are, together

valiant, unshaken, faces set like flint
against arrayed and clamourous foes - knowing we must
never stop walking forward; together.

vital tasks must be determined,
lavishly executed, exhaustively pursued.
i have sometimes failed you in protecting these
essentials, yet still you gift me with
together and together and together.

merry christmas.

in the midst of these often-too-busy season, may you find the sweet spot of rest. 

may 2011 pale in comparison to the joy you experience in 2012.