Setting Up House

Written by Susan Noyes Anderson on . Posted in General-Literary Poems, Love Poems

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first love – home

It was early days, year one.
Two dreamers at the
gate of wedded bliss.

We found a place that suited.
Used brick. Wood floors. Old,
to give us history.

Weekends we combed farm towns,
haggled with owners over
breakfronts and buffets.

Antiquity beguiled us.
We refinished, polished,
gloried in the sheen.

Secured green plants: fern daughters,
ivy sons. And pussy willows,
naming them like pets.

Our life was magic. Magic.
Oh the innocence,
those days we wandered free.

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This poem is a fond reflection upon the early days of my marriage, written 40-plus years after the fact. I will never forget the golden nature of those days…and the freedom of being “just us.” It was pretty glorious, actually. =)

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