Howardism: Anniversary Song

Anniversary Song

Don't get out to concerts much anymore. Don't even get out much anymore. Don't get to watch a video or even TV, Not of our choosing. Now that's there's three.

I don't know how I survived Those days before I held your hand Have you ever seen a sight as beautiful as a face in a crowd of people that lights up just for you?

Tried to slip in a DVD. A concert we missed. But we don't travel, so we plan stealing a kiss. Romantic song, Anniversary Song, we light candles Try to steal a moment. Try re-lighting our candle.

Have you ever felt more wonderful as when you wake by the side of that boy or girl who has pledged their love to you?

We cuddle on the couch … Stolen kiss. The two year old realizes there's something amiss Without attention, she launches herself To land between us. Where she belongs.

I have known all these things and the joys that they can bring And I'll share them all for a cup of coffee and I'll wear your ring

There must be a poem in here, I say. Happy Anniversary.

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	2014, Howard Abrams Some rights reserved	Originally written on 10 November 2003. Updated on 8 February 2014.