A Poem for My Wife on Her 65th Birthday
Sometimes I get the lotus flower
Sometimes I get the cactus
Sometimes I hit her tender spot
Sometimes I need more practice
Sometimes she’s a gentle breeze
Sometimes a fierce tornado
She can also be a hurricane
Or a fiery hot volcano
She can be my turtle dove
Or my velociraptor
She can break me with her tears
Or lift me with her laughter
She can put me in my place
If she has a mind to
I can melt in her embrace
I need her there to bind to
She probably feels about the same
I’m a man of contradictions
Sure I’ve got a gentle soul
But also some afflictions
Sometimes I’m warm as I can be
A fluffy spool of wool
But any time she rubs me wrong
I become a raging bull
It’s not the way I want to be
I know I should be better
But sometimes I’m a junkyard dog
And not an Irish setter
Maybe we were meant to be
That’s what she always tells me
I need her and she needs me
Her constant love propels me
As mine does her I have no doubt
That’s why we are together
Just two strange birds the two of us
Two strange birds of a feather
Sometimes we marvel at our lives
Sometimes we thank the gods
Sometimes we only scratch our heads
And ask What were the odds?
We have to take things as they are
Good or bad or middlin’
The forces never lose their way
They’re not just out their fiddlin’
Sometimes we have to give them props
And better now than never
Happy birthday to you my darling wife
May our love go on forever
