Part IV (the last stanza):
An anniversary poem.
A memoir poem. A wonderful heirloom. Enjoy!
How do we treasure the loves of our lives?
Our choice, we know, was so very right,
and we moved onward
building a life,
and lives of our children,
that love in return.
And so we moved forward,
relentlessly forward,
treasuring those lives, knowing so well
that the love that we’ve lived
is so fairly measured
by the love that we see
in the hearts of our children.