Elegance

a poem from the archives

There is nothing
  dearer to me,
   sweeter to see,
than you, my love,
  as I watch you prepare
   for our evening out.

No matter what,
  no matter where,
be it outside
  in our garden,
   splattered with mud,
or elegant as now
  in your evening wear.

You are divine,
  ever refined.
You by my side
  fills me with pride,
   fills me with love.

You make me want
to be the best I can,
   a better man.

Because, my sweet,
  you are my joy,
   you are the best
part of my life.

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Written back when I was happily married and we lived in our tiny, dingy, townhouse. Oh it was good. 27 years ago. We had purchased that unit for $112,000. Basically, $210,00 in today’s dollars. I recently saw a unit in that neighbourhood sold for $710,000. That is nuts.

Not certain any of that last part is relevant to anything. Just an observation on the unpredictability and inherent instability of life.