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A friend posted a chunk of this poem on his Facebook page today. I liked the snippet so much, I found the full version.

Just sharing the beauty:

The Word
by Tony Hoaglan

Down near the bottom
of the crossed-out list
of things you have to do today,

between “green thread”
and “broccoli,” you find
that you have penciled “sunlight.”

Resting on the page, the word
is beautiful. It touches you
as if you had a friend

and sunlight were a present
he had sent from someplace distant
as this morning—to cheer you up,

and to remind you that,
among your duties, pleasure
is a thing

that also needs accomplishing.
Do you remember?
that time and light are kinds

of love, and love
is no less practical
than a coffee grinder

or a safe spare tire?
Tomorrow you may be utterly
without a clue,

but today you get a telegram
from the heart in exile,
proclaiming that the kingdom

still exists,
the king and queen alive,
still speaking to their children,

—to any one among them
who can find the time
to sit out in the sun and listen.

I’m in the midst of scouring for beautiful love poems for something I’m putting together for the wedding. This  means if you have any favorite poems or poets, I’d love to know about them. I’ve discovered some real beauts in this quest among my go-to poets (Hafiz, Rumi, Nikki Giovanni, Margaret Atwood).