When my son was engaged he asked my husband ( a gifted carpenter) to make a bed for them. He made a beautiful four poster bed. I wrote the following poem about it.
The Bed
Its posts are silky
as the sanding is done
each coat of finish
a step of love
as loving as the lives
who will rest and love
in its grasp
the work of finishing
will be done
but the love nurtured in its depths
never complete
worry-less-journey 
A love that is “never complete.” That’s a beautiful image. Thanks for sharing!
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Do beautiful Suzanne!
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Thank you!
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So
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