She has a story to go with everything
Such that it seems no day for her
Is ever ordinary
And every moment
Is an exceptional one.
I suppose I should count myself
Lucky to be amongst her great loves–
Her love of books, debate,
The fact that she looks nowhere else
But in my eyes
When she says, “This reminds me
Of the first time we met…”
Should tell anyone which story
She believes in the most.