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An Etheree (one more syllable n each successive line). I write 4-ish poems for my wife each year. This is the latest. 36 years.

We've

been to-

gether for

so long you'd think

I'd be plumb out of

poems for you; not so

it might take a “minute” but

there're still some jewels in the

lit mines with your name on them, I think

so happy happy anniversary!