Time is Relative

Time is Relative
A Second touching a hot stove feels like forever,
An hour seems like a second holding your hand,

A Minute at the dentist is like torture,
Yet a Minute without you I can not stand,

An Hour waiting in a line is so boring,
With you by my side it seems so tame,

A Day out in the cold is so severe,
Snuggled up to you does not seem the same,

A Week without you near me,
Each day counted until your return,

A Month of marriage with you,
Fills my heart with gladness and a glow that does burn,

A Year of looking back at our life,
Makes me happy we are together,

A Lifetime of love and friendship between us,
We can survive any weather.

- Nathan Stanford
(This poem is to my wife)

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