A Wedding Poem

Nothing Little Do I Ask of You

Nothing little do I ask of you,
Only that which is beyond
the scope of even our own dreams

Sit not idly with me, but take my hand
So we can run and skip and laugh;
The world is dark enough
all on it’s own

Come paint with me -
one canvas that is yours,
the other, mine
and yet another that is both of ours

Adjust my light; stand back
and tell me what you think,
with kind, inspiring words.
And make me laugh so I can see
the flaw that needs to be repainted.

And I will bring you colors for your palate
and tell you where you might add red
to make some point
that moves the masses
or moves just only us

Let’s make the third, a painting
of some mountain, not a hill,
that we will climb together.

And buy me boots and ropes.
I’ll knit a cap for you
and mittens for your hands,

Then pull me up; and I’ll pull you
So we can stand and be much closer
to the sun
to make a point
and shout it to the world.

Let’s hurry up and not slow down;
there’s work enough
to do for each of billions’ hands -
Wrongs to right, pain to ease
If we but add our hands to theirs
who wave the signs
that make the change
and strive to seek the higher ground,
and never yield

That’s all I want,
Nothing little.
Only that which is beyond the scope
of even our own dreams.

by Billie