This is an old one…I wrote this poem for my now wife back in the early days of our courtship. She had just celebrated a significant achievement, and I wanted to honor her with a poem. I always really liked this one, hope you do too.
In a place that knows not where nor when….
Covered in carvings, gold, and precious stones
This ancient wall tells stories
Of anguish and pain
Of joy and victory
Of memory cherished
And prophecy yet to be fulfilled
The old code has finally been broken
And the wall slowly reveals all that it knows
Through perseverance and study
Through patience and virtue
Through shadows and time
All wise truth shall one day be known
A story never concluded
It’s ending cannot be known
But by Grace and the miracle of fate
This wall stands defiant and strong
Against the forces of time and emotional erosion
And talks of timeless life, death, and love
Immortal Structure
Blessed in its construction
Glory is its stone and mortar
To stand here and hereafter
Its unending beauty and treasure
Is a miracle
And it stands as a monument to you.
good job sir
Thanks!