The Extra Mile
She went the extra mile for me.
I loved her for the world to see.
She was all a woman could be,
And I miss her so much.
Anything I needed she’d do.
War had left me disabled too.
She’d enable me to renew,
Help With walking and such.
The extra mile came with her smile.
She made it all seem quite worthwhile.
I loved the way she went that mile.
She always was my crutch.
Copyright © Merv Hold | Year Posted 2023
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