I wrote this poem for my Emily on our 1-year anniversary. Six anniversaries later, it is only truer.
“Summer, Fall, Winter, Spring, Summer.”
My wife is as warm as June.
As happy as July.
Steady like an August moon
Or morning kiss from September sky.
October breaks just as her light.
Her laugh is November gold.
Her spirit gentle as December’s white
and her calm …
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