The End.

We're just about ready.

 

We are almost prepared to close this year,

 

and start another.

 

The three of us.

 

The amigos,

 

The trifecta,

 

Tres Flores,

 

The trio,

 

The first of the prime ones...

 

My Baby, my Husband and I.

 

The ones I can count on,

 

When others fail me,

 

When the rest don't understand

 

Or remain unaffected,

 

They are affected.

 

They support me.

 

They lift me up when I am down.

 

She who sees the world with innocent eyes,

 

and He who sees the world as it should be.

 

Not through numeric values and statistics

 

or rhetoric

 

but with hopeful fortitude, compassion and holding tight to all that is Good.

 

My Baby, my Husband and I