For April - Poem by Toni Atchison
I tell you every day I love you-
but I don't think I say often enough
what the limits of my love for you are.
If you asked, I'd give you the world,
in a silver-sweet package,
beribboned with rainbow string.
I'd set the moon herself in a ring
to grace your beloved finger,
so you'd never be alone in the dark.
The stars I'd sprinkle in your hair,
like blazing snowflakes from some far-flung cloud,
or encircle your neck in stellar jewels.
My life has been yours since
the day you were born-
I set myself between you and the world
to protect and shelter you when needed,
to step aside when you were ready,
to stand behind and catch you if you fall.
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