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an anniverary poem for my husband, whom I love dearly. |
| Ode to John, My Husband so rare Oh to speak of your great looks, It is to sing a great classical concerto. To find the beauty within you is not a hard thing to do. I match you to a painting put forth by the masters, such as Renoir or Van-Gogh. You are a special type of human being no holdfast, a mere mortal is not appropriate for you. You do work so great you are helpful to so many, you are thoughtful without Concern for your self. You give me the love I need and you’ve taken care of me while I have been sick. I shall never know anyone more special than you. I love You! |