Sonnet 9 'she Said a Thousand Things With One Sweet Smile'
She says a Thousand things with one sweet smile,
And all that’s Broken comes together, repaired!
The Buddha sat, sometimes, not saying a thing,
Ah WHAT a LIFE together we have shared!
For twenty-seven sweet years, we hurt and helped,
We grew, and changed, and fell behind, sometimes,
And if she stepped on me, and then I yelped,
She was sorry, and made certain she was kind
Afterwards…
And I, when I fell short, or hurt her heart,
Apologized! Loved! Till I won her back,
Of her, of me, of each other, we are a part,
Though she has died, of Love, there is no Lack!
I feel her Warmth about me all the time!
And all her Wisdom went into this rhyme!
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