My apologies for the delay, I have completed my course of antibiotics for my eye problem, then was on holiday in England for two weeks. Today is my wife’s birthday, here is this year’s poem:
Twenty-Four and Two-Thirds
Twenty-four and two-thirds old is not so bad to be,
Especially when most of that has been spent here with me.
I’ve seen you at your very best, I’ve seen you at your worst
I’ve seen the way you always work to put all others first.
All the chaos and the noise that you’re forced to endure,
All the troubles and complaints and annoyed demands for more
You deserve far better than we give you every day,
So we thought we’d try to gladden you in another way. Continue reading