The rising hills, the slopes,
of statistics
lie before us,
the steep climb
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He is addictive. He sees layers in this world around it and some of the layers he sees are not visible to me but he makes me consider the possibility that they do and perhaps that is his goal.
Expecting our first child in 1976, my husband read this wonderful poem to me as we re-said our vows, after nine YEARS of marriage..... xoxo to G.S. always.....