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POETRY LESSON
To my wife Karen

My craft is merely words, but hers,
Her poetry is written in her living
And every single day is but a verse
Her rhythm is in actions and in giving

She never tries to make me what I'm not,
Nor ever tries to force my rhyme to reason.
For all time, she forgave, and she forgot
All of my transgression and my treason.

Truth be known, her meter is my heart
Which skips a merry beat to see her smile,
My poems have neither sophistry nor art
To ever match her simple grace and style.

Despite our differences we rhyme, you see 
A lovely couplet in her poetry. 

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