On Christmas morn
She opened that small velvet box
And in her eye, a sparkle
That he could not ignore

She took them out, without a word
She knew it was more
Than he could afford
Yet she held it out, uncertain

He smiled and said,
“Merry Christmas, my love”
She was stunned and overwhelmed
In her palm lay diamonds

Two, one for each ear
He whispered, “Wear them
And always think of me.
I knew it would surprise you.”

She was still speechless
In complete and total shock
As a child she had dreamt
Of owning a pair, but he never knew

Her dream had come true
On this Christmas morn.

Years passed by and another
Ordinary day rolled in
He greeted her at the door
She was shining that night

Unlike other nights
“It must be the diamonds”
He thought. Yet she moved
With a spring in her step

Their lives would never be the same
That night, for her news brought
Laughter, shock and tears
She opened with a simple word

“Baby” is all he heard.
Eight months flew by in a flurry
And they rush out the door
For the time had come
A baby was being born

As he sped down the road
He looked over and saw
She had taken the time
To put those two diamonds on..

His dream was coming true
On this Christmas morn

Calendar years will not give
Justice to their life lived in
Love, yet their story is
Not different from many told

They raised a family, bought
A home, and watched as their
Life ran by. One day, not like
The many before came knocking

He had lived his life to the fullest
And with her at his side,
He accepted the doctor’s diagnosis
With tears streaming down her eyes

The days seemed dreary
His step was growing small
She brought his food on a tray
But always taking note to wear

Those silly tiny diamonds
He once gave her. He smiled
Whenever he saw, for it was
An unspoken promise

Of love, forever more
Their dreams had all come true

As she sat by his side, in those
Last hours, she prayed
That God would take his pain away
He smiled at her and whispered

“Merry Christmas, my love”
She held his hand as he
Sighed with a weak smile
He breathed his last

The last thing he saw
Before he stood before the Throne
Were two tiny diamonds
And a sparkle in her eyes

On certain mornings she was found
Sitting by a certain stone
Reading to him from books
They had frequented together

And she always was sure
To whisper “I love you”
In their unspoken words
Known only by them

01/20/2005

Posted on 01/24/2005
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