An ode to a map proved to be a tougher challenge than I could handle today, but since our poems were also supposed to incorporate metaphor, I chose to share this one. I wrote it a few weeks ago as a gift for Seymour in honor of our sixth wedding anniversary. One long metaphor, it depicts six years of marriage in a few short verses.
A city girl and a country boy
Were united this fine day,
And even though six years have passed,
Their love is here to stay.
He is her most cherished friend,
She’s his summer sun,
He’s a rock for her to lean on
When times are less than fun.
She holds him close through winter’s
Long and dreary night;
He keeps her warm and wakes her up
When spring returns so bright.
They’ve had their share of winter
But they’ve also had much fun,
And as the world turns round and round,
Their love runs wild in the sun.
Down city streets or country roads,
She’ll follow where he leads.
He has her heart, he has her soul,
And he is all she’ll ever need.
Have you ever written a poem for a loved one? Or do you subscribe to the Elizabeth Bennett school of thought, that poetry is only the food of a fine, stout love?
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