An Anniversary--

An Anniversary-- It was that day again, comes every year, and yet This year won’t be the same.. you’re dead, you’re not here; And what joys must I adhere, Too! Well I don’t know it was forty years ago today.. You said I do Yes you, after me asking you 3 times in 3 years, would you pivot my choice? You think you might maybe want to marry me delicate was my voice You looked into my soul, and your response was But before you said yes , I blurted out NO not yet I was just kidding That was just 40 years ago today Favor I found favor with your kin Nonverbal was the stature from my father And to the allure added consolation to my mirage such allure You see you never met mother for see had die on the day of our first date Mother said on her death bed at once of the few phone calls you made Seems to me such a sweet girl with a dulcet melodious voice It was that day again, comes every year And…. I remember well 9:30 am on a Wednesday we did wed Happy Anniversary, my love, my dear 2/7/19 Eight Word Anniversary Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Michelle Faulkner