Ode to a spousal unit

First:

I offer an apology,

if I have not been enough of

what you think I should be.

If I could read your mind,

we'd both be in trouble.

Twooth:

I offer an apology,

if I have not been appreciative

enough to make your face glow,

and your heart sing.

I have reached deep and wide,

spread my imagination,

and tried!

Threed:

When your intelligence

shines forth,

no roof is high enough

to contain it!

Fourd:

When you lift your voice,

no sky is wide enough,

to hold without shattering

from Joy!

Feeft:

When you smile,

there is no paint,

no emulsion,

no video,

that can capture it's

fleeting yet hovering magic.

It's healing warmth

cannot be laid

in a prescription.

Seekth:

Many is the time

that I reflect,

that even if it is not true

that I would not

be alive without you,

then I certainly

would feel less,

less alive.

Seethenth:

I thank you

that you looked at me

once,

and I thank you

that you looked at me

a thousand times

without

laughing.

Eatth:

And I thank you

that you looked at me

a thousand times,

and laughed!




Yours,

old what's his face

1/18/03