by Brian G. Daigle

Renew thou thy love with but a single kiss,
Or a gaze of thine eye,
Or a graze of thy fingertips. 

Renew thou thy love with words of praise, 
Or time freely given, 
Or a simple act of service. 

Renew thou thy love as water renews the flower,
For if love is not renewed
Life together ferments to sour. 

by Brian G. Daigle

I have been looking for
A wildflower with the heart of a rose. 
A live oak with magnolia blooms. 
A snowcapped mountain with desert rains. 
A songbird with eagles' wings. 
A poet with sturdy hands. 
A mother with an angel's smile. 
A friend with depth beyond compare. 
A smile with grace and conviction. 
A touch which gives and receives. 
An ivy green garden whose vines are sturdy, whose soil is rich, and whose walking paths are clear. 
A song whose melody resounds. 
A wife who is bone of my bone and flesh of my flesh. 
A love with light and thunder.