A Decade

Today is the 31st anniversary of my first days of wine and honey with the person I married. So it's been more like, um, three decades . . . but who's counting?

A Decade

When you came, you were like red wine
and honey,
And the taste of you burnt my mouth
with its sweetness.
Now you are like morning bread,
Smooth and pleasant.
I hardly taste you at all for I know your
savour,
But I am completely nourished.