A poem I must write.
The pictures must be chosen right.
Look at that! I rhymed a homophone.
Avoid a pun or you will groan.
This year most pictures are of your feet.
To find one of you is a feat!
Look! I did it again.
It took years these skills to hone
I rhymed a homophone.
You ran on hay.
What fun! Hey!
Wow that is a third.
Will I find another word?
I know. Too many would grate
but a few is great.
She prays. I wait
for praise that carries weight.
Sorry for all the this.
I went down a path and where it led I did not know.
What I wanted to say is – –
I Love you now and for always.
–wtw–
