Remembering December

Remember, My Dearest, December. On my birthday we met, The fifth day of the month, I shall never forget That awesome occasion-- Your breathless expression, With winsome persuasion. A week later, first date, I was late You patiently waited, knowingly, Guessing our inevitable fate. On Christmas Eve I gave you a ring Nothing too elaborate, I thought, Small diamond, a tiny dainty thing. We wed the following Christmas Eve I went away to fight the war, and In December, you were left to grieve. FIRST PLACE TROPHY WINNER Written July 2, 2021 for “3-6-9 Poetry Contest” sponsored by Emile Pinet Rhymes checked with rhymezone.com Syllables checked with howmanysyllables.com Note: [different syllable checkers have different numbers of syllables for "diamond". I pronounce it with two syllables, i.e. die-mund].