March 16, 2004

I think the well is dry

But I’ll give it a try.

I’m not sure it will rhyme

But I’ll give it some time.


It’s a big order, Dear,

A new poem every year.

It’s not easy you know,

Deepest feelings to show.


So where do I begin

Reflecting the year that’s been.

To gather my thoughts

And express as I ought.


True, I wish I could say

We’ve grown closer each day.

That’s not entirely true,

Think we could improve, don’t you?

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