Another poem. This one from Roth Poetry with a wonderful backstory.
After twenty-five years of marriage things were unraveling. Our boys were off in school and the empty nest syndrome was weighing down on us. Depression was challenging every part of our marriage. On our anniversary we went out to dinner and as was our tradition we exchanged gifts. She gave me the tile above inscribed with the words of hope for our marriage. I have had it on our wall ever since. A couple of years ago, it fell and cracked in half. I got some glue and cemented it together and hung it back on the wall. I thought, how symbolic of our marriage, cracked but not broken! Next year will be our fiftieth!
Cracked but Not Broken (a Quadrille)
Things were shaky
Gifts after dinner…
Tokens of love exchanged
For me ‘twas a tile
Words …of hope for the future
“Paint me a picture,
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