The One Thing Poem by Noel Sevilla

If I followed Descartes` method,
I would doubt the weather forecast
of a reporter who said:
'Tomorrow the skies wil be blue'.
The weather, being as unstable as fortune,
her cousin, maybe will turn out to be cloudy
and probably the sun will not shine.

But the one thing that I won`t doubt,
is that tomorrow after I come back home
from work, you will be there,
waiting for me and that our wedding
rings still shine despite cloudy days.