Where did you get that ring

that teach us what love protects.

I pressed my fingers to my mouth.

Henry would have pretended not to cry.

Then he would have cried anyway.

After the ceremony, I walked alone down the new trail.

The marsh grass moved in the wind. Sunlight flashed on the water. Somewhere nearby, a frog called. The air smelled of mud, lake water, and new leaves.

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