sweet

i still remember

when ‘sweet’ was a kitten,

or sugar in milk –

something passing and brief;

cherished quickly - then gone.

‘sweet’ was baby’s breath,

a birthday card

‘i love you’ notes, hugs –

until You.

then ‘sweet’ became a

calm, indefinable thing;

ever-deepening affection,

the humbling emotion of

unbounded love –

and i wonder,

‘can a human heart burst?’

Written August 15, 2003