Full Measure, a Sonnet
for a dear friend
The measure of our love is fully gained
again, and once again we have ensured
our love can never never be restrained,
though decades pass. And so it has endured.
If you and I had never fallen out
we never would have rediscovered bliss;
now since it’s certain we are both devout
our God ordains our love is not remiss.
Since God ordains our love from Heaven’s gate,
we may rest assured He loves us dearly,
and know no time for love can come too late
since in sharing grace we love sincerely.
And though we die, we never die in death
but share the breath of Heaven’s hallowed breath.
© by Richard Vallance Janke
Sept. 14 2018; revised Feb. 22 2019
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