I love to think of Barcelona's "warmer" days,
those starving artists feeding us exotic tunes,
and Spanish dancing girls, (they have the wildest gaze),
but most of all (with you) those wondrous afternoons.

I love the way we watched together from the train
with young anticipation of delightful views,
but most of all I loved the stopping of the pain. . .
the joy restored. . . two faith filled hearts renewed.

Anne Bryant-Hamon
(c) March 8, 1999