Day 23: A Love Poem, Kind Of

We have a pretty exciting announcement coming up, but we aren't allowed to say anything just yet. It did make me remember this poem though, so with a little reworking, it has become today's post.- K

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We are only two
You said
Beer bottles and belt buckle scratches
Big grins and bayou blues
Sun warming my neck
Elbows on the rail
Shoulders tight
Hips loose
A growing crowd stomping in the sunset
A heavy family reason is a good one in my book.
So it didn't matter that you were only two
You just needed a bit more love