It’s this day again.
It’s come every year
since this day nine years ago.
An emotionally tough day
in this autumnal time of year.
I awaken before dawn.
Sleep elusive,
memories churning.
You cheated death on this day,
nine years ago today.
I lie listening to your breath,
thankful you are here.
Thankful for angels along the way
who helped tether you,
tether you to earth and me.
This afternoon we will walk
meander along the glistening Charles.
We’ll scuff leaves with our feet,
admire fall’s cacophony of colors
and revel in a new day of love.
Photo taken last year along the Charles River in Boston.
Thankful for every day.
lillian the home poet 
Wow! I didn’t realize that today was that day of miracles! Your poem celebrates the love you have for him and the gratitude for the intervention of “angels” that day!
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So happy you are given more time Lilian, wishing you many more blessed years of walking together, enjoying the magic of every season ❤
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AMEN, AMEN, AMEN!
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