So often when I write a poem
And wait for a critique,
My husband, who’s my audience,
Believes it needs a tweak.
That last verse isn’t needed –
It’s a summary, you know.
Of course I do, but that way
It’s tied up, complete with bow.
I read the piece again, his way,
And often, he’s correct.
A shorter version would provide
The ending you’d...
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