Remembering December
Remember,
My Dearest,
December.
On my birthday we met,
The fifth day of the month,
I shall never forget
That awesome occasion--
Your breathless expression,
With winsome persuasion.
A week later, first date, I was late
You patiently waited, knowingly,
Guessing our inevitable fate.
On Christmas Eve I gave you a ring
Nothing too elaborate, I thought,
Small diamond, a tiny dainty thing.
We wed the following Christmas Eve
I went away to fight the war, and
In December, you were left to grieve.
FIRST PLACE TROPHY WINNER
Written July 2, 2021
for “3-6-9 Poetry Contest”
sponsored by Emile Pinet
Rhymes checked with rhymezone.com
Syllables checked with howmanysyllables.com
Note: [different syllable checkers have different
numbers of syllables for "diamond". I
pronounce it with two syllables, i.e.
die-mund].
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