five

"Five"

If I could grasp our memories
And count them all by hand
I'd start with the most perfect day --
When we traded wedding bands

And with every year that follows
A celebration comes and goes
With every number added
My love for you still grows

So ONE would be the year
All our firsts turned out to last
And ONE would be that bite of cake
We re-froze in the past

Then TWO became adopting
A second furry friend
TWO spent in a hot air balloon
Marveling at a sky that had no end

Next, our travels took us
To Taiwan and my extended fami-Lee
Cherry blossoms in spring, Niagara in the fall
Dinner on a boat to commemorate year THREE

Year FOUR began in a helicopter
Then Mexico, for a birthday surprise
We partied with my sister when she tied the knot
Then Cape May -- for contentment undisguised

Now, it's time to toast to number FIVE
Even when life isn't always perfect or good
I know I have you and that's all that counts
So happy anniversary, babe, in this house made of wood.

written 10.27.12