A Summer Love Poem for Mary
By Don Iannone

We walked and we wandered
so far from our given path at birth,
We strayed and we pondered
why we are here on this earth,
So many suns have risen and set
I cannot remember,
Until that morning we met
on that fateful day in November,
Days seemed uncommonly long
before we spent one together,
And now we sing our song
how we'll last forever,
Two tiny summer fireflies
we'll be till the very end,
Lost for an eternity in blue skies,
and then hand in hand we ascend.