That
Day We Surrendered
All
to each other
And
as one
Donned
a knitted sweater.
A
beautiful sweater
Of
bright, happy colors
Woven
in perfect harmony.
Years
went by.
We
hardly noticed when
The
sweater began to unravel.
After
unemployment, two kids,
Bad
decisions, dashed dreams, sickness
We
wound up tangled in yarn.
Dark
colors crept in.
Blood
red, puke green, black.
It
was an ugly sweater.
We
noticed other sweaters.
We
could untangle
And
put them on instead.
But
we begged Heaven
And
God began to knit
With
sharp needles.
Each
needle stab pierced painfully
But
we kept the bedraggled sweater
Through
richer, poorer, sickness, health.
The
new colors blended with the old
And
strands of gold and silver
Thicker,
warmer. More beautiful.
I’m
glad we stayed in our sweater.
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