Richard W. Reith

PLEASE DON’T PROMISE

Please don’t promise
You will love me forever.
Just for the rest of my life.

Please don’t tell me
You want to be my everything.
Just be my loving wife.

Please don’t tell me
That I will finally matter.
Just tell me how much you’ll care.

Please know you are
My rose in winter,
Returning color to what you stripped bare.

Please don’t tell me
You will be anything
Other than what you desire to be.

And please don’t be
All you can be as a woman
With anyone else, but me.