#10 (“Such fun to live with Paul. . .”)

 

                        Such fun to live with Paul, for he always

                        Leads me to places far afield for joy.

                        So quick and nimble is his gait, a daze

                        I feel when by him walk—joy like a boy

                        He shows when I make bird sound, slow his gait.

                        “Yoo-hoo,” I say; “Cuckoo,” he hears, and slows

                        His pace a bit to let me step at rate

                        More suited to his wife, belov’d, like rose.

                        Yea, sentiment doth reign in house of ours.

                        Romantic I do feel, with pleasure great.

                        Red rose means love true, bliss and love that rouse’

                        My soul to feel a thrill for pure love’s sake.

                                                O’r love is felt in daily joy, all told,

                                                The bliss we feel, worth weight in jewels of gold.

 1/30/2000

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