Sunday, June 16, 2013


Twelve years in,
and forever to follow

I can hear your laugh
and every time--
every time--

it makes me smile. 

And how it is 
that my breath will catch
when you steal up softly
to encircle my hips

where I lean on the past 
and watch our future
crest and crest 

and never break.  


strugglingwriter said...


Margaret said...

This is beautiful, Sarah. Your lines speak a thousand words.

Happy Anniversary to you and your husband!

Sarah Hina said...

Paul, thanks. :)

Margaret, thank you! We had a lovely day of it. :)

Charles Gramlich said...

Lovely sentiment!

Aniket Thakkar said...

Okay, I'm a jerk for missing this.

How did I get a month late to this? I blame 'Feed my inbox' and 'Google Reader' both dying up on me.

I need to get used to this new system.

On the poem: This. This is what I envy about you and Paul. I want this. In fact, a fraction of it would also do. I hope my Celine gets to read this, and "gets it".

Aniket Thakkar said...

Missed to subscribe for comments :)

Sarah Hina said...

Your Celine is standing somewhere right now, waiting for your arms to encircle her.

I'd just like to give fate a nudge or two.

(I'll forgive you for being late. Because I'm in a forgiving mood.)

Aniket Thakkar said...

You're most kind, your grace.

If fate doesn't nudge sooner... I'm joining the night watch. It's not going to matter much once the winter comes anyway. And - Winter is coming.