HEARTOLOGY

No man, they say, is an island, 

but it seems to make good sense. 

Surrounded by the rolling seas, 

you don't even need a fence. 

And surely it's far better 

than a nation landlocked, 

caught betwixt any number 

of hard places and rocks. 

Not to mention a peninsula, 

bordered by a jealous lover, 

or worse still, an isthmus, 

bridging two greater others. 

But what of an archipelago, 

part of a small ensemble cast: 

a significant other, children, 

a friend or two, 

a union made to last?