for Donna, of course
Ten seconds — a kiss.
Ten minutes — hands clasped tight.
Ten hours — warmth of our bodies nestled together.
Ten days — a watch to count the seconds when we must be apart.
Ten weeks — a secret joke only we two share.
Ten months — salt tears for the first grief we share.
Ten years — tin for a roof, and the rain tapping out I love you, I love you, I love you.
Ten thousand years — a prayer for still more time with you.