I Once Knew a Lady From Seattle

I once knew a lady from Seattle.
When she stole my heart,
I was a horse without a saddle.
With long blonde-brown hair
And a devilish grin,
She smelled of baking 
Powder and cinnamon.
That's no jest,
She bakes the best,
Though kisses even better
(On the nights we find a sitter.)
Oh, she'll ring your bell,
But, alas, gentlemen never tell.

Six years wed
The wild joy of children
Pulled in a sled,
Crying and laughing, 
Stomping and romping,
And that's just us,
As lovers, 
As partners, 
As friends.


Stepping into the future 
With you in hand,
Is a wonderful miracle 
of madness and love, 
support and struggle, 
sandwiches and sandwiches.

Suddenly hungry, 
I've lost my rhyme.
Not to fret, though, 
My love I have found in you,
through you, as we breathe as one
Along our endless laundried days.


Like a deleted lovers scene 
From the movie "Lagaan,"
We sing and dance for the other
Laughing into the sun.

Happy 6th Anniversary, Babe,
I repledge my love to you.

My heart is a duck parade
And your the kazoo.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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