One co-worker gawks. “That’s your anniversary present?”
Another snickers. “How many years did you say you’ve been married?”
“Fifteen,” I answer, admittedly a bit embarrassed. I open the card from my husband.
The beauty of roses
fades with time
But two hearts still green,
Will grow and climb
While love, like ivy, wraps around us
I can’t think of a rhyme, so instead I’ll just
Move on to Crystal and what it means
Our love still sparkles, even at fifteen,
Multi-faceted, and I have a hunch
It’ll always hold a delightful punch.
Even the gawker swoons.
I am NOT a poet. 🙂 Still, it was fun to come up with something for Rochelle’s interesting and challenging photo prompt. Click the “froggy” button to read more creative stories on this week’s prompt by multi-faceted, multi-talented Friday Fictioneers.