Year After Year

I wrote the following poem in 2018 for my husband. While the poem is finished and has even been performed as a song, I'm currently working on its third life as an illustrated book. I'll continue uploading illustrations as I work on them, but you can read the full poem below.

ART FORM: Poetry

YEAR CREATED: 2018

MEDIUMS: Writing; Song; Pen and Ink 

​I’d like to take a walk with you
But first, please hear my fears
I plan to travel long and hard
Through good and horrid years
And if you care, I hope you might come walking with me too
So that together we might do what none alone can do.
 
Step a little, step a little, step a little close
Step a little close my dear.
Stay a little, stand a little, be a little near
Just a little longer here.
Take a little. Give a Little. Share a little. Live a little.
Darling, don’t you fear
Because I’m ganna step beside you Darling
Year after year.
 
Will you take a walk with me as Winter melts to Spring
And young hope blooms past every bend
And life’s a wondrous thing?
And will you stay beside me as the Summer sun climbs high
Though every step falls heavy as we burn beneath the sky?
 
Step a little, step a little, step a little close
Step a little close my dear.
Stay a little, stand a little, be a little near
Just a little longer here.
Take a little. Give a Little. Share a little. Live a little.
Darling, don’t you fear
Because I’m ganna step beside you Darling
Year after year.
 
Please know I’m sure to stumble.
Could you help me find my feet
Even if I tread on your down every other street?
Could you share my burdens
And in turn help me share yours
Whether Autumn falls on us with feasts of peace or wars?
 
Step a little, step a little, step a little close
Step a little close my dear.
Stay a little, stand a little, be a little near
Just a little longer here.
Take a little. Give a Little. Share a little. Live a little.
Darling, don’t you fear
Because I’m ganna step beside you Darling
Year after year.
 
And mostly, would you promise not to leave me here alone
‘Til Winter night comes calling, and we both or one are stone?
Yes Darling, please just promise not to leave me here alone
‘Till Winter night surrounds us, and we both have turned to stone.