4H – to the mother of my children

Head – so often first
when I wish my heart would lead
but thinking’s not so bad
I think you’ve found
especially when we let each other in.

Heart – you are mine
mine is yours
they beat as one
the children’s hearts beat here as well
sometimes fast, sometimes slow
sometimes with flippies
sometimes pounding, like we might die
but we live and love – one heart

Hands – yours
more than mine
taking the lead
keeping the home
tending the children
I help – I try
but it’s mostly you – I know it
and love you all the more for it

Health
in sickness and in…
man, have I tested you on that
thank you
I love you – I love us
maybe we’ll get a blue ribbon at the fair

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