There’s bits of love on the page

A look back

One…Three…Five…Eight years

The whole thing is dotted

With a bit of ick of course

But for the most part

Splashes of joy

With glee overtones

And it’s worth noting

That it was all

A huge act

Of obedience and courage

Who even knew

That tenacity would leave

Such horrible scars

And would I do it again

What a horrible question

That no one is asking

And the truth of course

Is that I don’t have to

The point has already

Been made

It breathes

It lives