Darling, units of wood reflect our life;
outer bark shows your visual beauty,
inner bark is my prop reserved for thee,
we are concentric rings (husband and wife),
our growth is visible (joy over strife),
further in sapwood (our love’s tissue, see?)
touches our heartwood, gold in unity,
and righteous rays colour our wood in life.
Darling, at our centre sits our joint pith.
This core reveals His light as shadows clear.
Feel His Spirit pervade our early wood;
as in our first three years, the fourth, and fifth.
We can access His strength and need not fear
for renewal cuts through to our late wood.
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