One thing about my wife . . . she has a great sense of humor. Has to have this to be married to me. Plus, we have a history. Our first "date" was with each other when we were freshmen in high school (14 years old). So, now that Becky is fifty, I remind her that she's older than most of the teachers we knew way back when.
Oh, well. Here's a poem that can double as romance or light verse. In this new age of internet dating sites, it's good to know that some love wasn't born digitally. There's still love the old-fashioned way . . . with bribery, threats, and a father standing on the front porch with a shotgun. Happy Birthday, Becky!
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Ours was not love at first sightOr born of some insatiable lust . . .
This came later, in hindsight,
And was the plan that we discussed.
Ours was not filtered through the lensOf jealousy or deep respect,
Nor any online disciplines
Of mutual goals or intellect.
Ours was no love that, prearranged,Decided probability,
Nor individually estranged
Toward deep compatibility.
Ours was the work of sacrificeAssuming no love is a given,
And then we touched the merchandise
And kissed our little piece of heaven.