The Ruby Year (on our Fifteenth Anniversary)

He gave me
a red stone.
A ruby pendant
dangled, round
and full like
a pomegranate,
in the Sunday
comics, the only
colored pages 
in the midst
of stories told
in black and white. 
"I thought
you'd like it,"
he said,
and I did.

Photo source HERE.

1 comment:

  1. A ruby year. The pomegranate. The color and ripeness and flavor of this image. This stirs me with anticipation for you and your husband and the beauty that lies ahead. May the colored pages of humor and laughter and joy wrap around you both as you continue journeying through what can seem, sometimes, page after page of black and white. Much love to you, friend.