K+J

They met on Hinge, the app of fate, Where John had lingered… a long, long wait. Keira joined at last—after frogs galore— And found a silver fox she simply couldn’t ignore. Sure, he had gray hair and fudged his age, But her hopeless romantic heart? Already engaged. By date number three, she boldly declared, “Come to my BFF’s wedding!” — And John just stared. He said, “You’re crazy.” She said, “Correct.” But somehow her chaos earned his respect. She roped him into fostering dogs without warning, A whirlwind of fur that hit like a storming. Then came the horse poop, messy and grand, Shoveling and raking, pitchfork in hand. Five puppies at once… the house was a zoo, John thought, “Dear lord… what did I get into?” But one foster fail stole their hearts in a spin, And soon enough they adopted sweet crazy Zinn. He called her “dear” at first, just joking around, A playful little nickname that happily stuck and found. Now it’s all they ever hear— Two weirdos yelling through the house: “DEAR! …what, dear?” Through chaos and laughter, their love only grew, From horse poop to dog toys and everything new. The universe nudged, “Hellooo? You two belong!” And together they thrived, growing ever strong. And now begins their always—their everything from here, With Zinn guarding the doorway and love to revere. A story once tangled now ready to sing— Forever and always, sealed by this ring.