Saturday, September 19, 2015


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.

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!

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