Martin D. Hirsch
Nov 3 · 1 min read
Bookshelf above the author’s writing space.

A Poem for My Wife on Her 60th Birthday

Sixty kicks like a chestnut mare
With lots of sass and spunk still there
Strutting in with brash assurance
Trotting out with strong endurance
Seasoned enough to know the ropes
Young enough to harbor hopes
Wise in ways that serve her well
Tough when she needs to give ’em hell

Sixty swings like a bee-bop band
With the bass plucked by a steady hand
Taking stage with jazz and jive
Eyes glare “I never took a dive”
Posture poised and in control

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Martin D. Hirsch

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Lapsed singer-songwriter, 35-year accidental company man, citizen of The Woodstock Nation, avid essayist, occasional poet, aspiring author, dogged evolutionary.

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