Before Lucifer fell
Did they all used to say
the highest angel
is in the details?
It’s true and still true.
I love you epically
grandly and with a vastness.
It’s built up from these little things,
a full sized moon
built from legos.
I love that you know
which happy meal toy
the kids need to complete the set
I love that you know the mate to my favorite sock is in the dryer
and that we have ziti noodles left but no angel hair
I love it not only because it makes my life easier
but because your command of the details
is a mainfestation of your love for us.
I love that when I am walking in early morning circles
ineffectually packing a lunch and talking and thinking and dressing
you grab the sack out of my hands and complete it and give it back to me
and I don’t even notice
until lunch time
and there are nicer things than I would have thrown in there.