A Letter From Jordan
My name is Jordan. I’m now forty-three.
This letter is to tell you I’m okay
in case from church days you remember me.
I took off in my 20’s and I’d stay
in little towns where odd jobs I could find.
I was a drifter; soon enough I’d leave.
Few friends I had, so nobody would mind.
And if I died, would anybody grieve?
Well, things changed when I met dear Jean, my wife.
Just how I got so lucky I don’t know.
She helped me find a good job. Now my life
is like a dream compared to years ago.
My wife is smart and fun, with eyes of green.
Our three girls thankfully resemble Jean!
Copyright © Andrea Dietrich | Year Posted 2023
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