I Still Hold Her Hand

I Still Hold Her Hand

Stars glow like diamonds
On a tapestry of night.
The moon a milky opal
Viewed by candle light

Amber sparkles in her eyes
Like softly glowing coals.
Hair wild as a storm-tossed sea
That breaks on rocky shoals.

A lovely, spicy fragrance
That lingers in one's nose.
A tinkling, bell-like laughter
That lightens up the soul.

Thirty plus years of happiness
Wrapped in a golden band.
Thirty-four years of tenderness
And I still hold her hand!


8/29/96
(revised 3/1/00)
(revised 8/6/08)