Two years! All through the pandemic,
you’ve always had my back.
It’s merely just a bonus,
you’re amazing in the sack.
You assure me all the time
in so many little ways,
I am loved and that you care,
I smile away the days.
This autumn really changed us,
Daydreaming of a daughter.
Then living through the heartbreak,
devastated, having lost her.
Waterfalls and double-rainbows,
not to mention all the stars.
If this love is the trial-by-fire-kind,
So be it. I’m in. It’s ours.
Thank you for being a good man,
clever, kind, and cute.
Even when you're frustrated
because I won Trivial Pursuit.
About the Creator
C.D. Hoyle
C.D. Hoyle is a writer who is also a manual therapist, business owner, mother, co-parent, and partner. You will find her writing sometimes gritty, most times poignant, and almost always a little funny. C.D. Hoyle lives in Toronto.
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