“Ageless Bride”

Special women – one at three,

candles bright of joy and glee.

Share her age I might be found,

pushing daisies from the ground.

A little hint in words of leaven,

sort of rhymes with pixie heaven.

Been with me for forty-five,

’tis the case – she makes me thrive.

Truthful fact I cannot hide,

she really is my “Ageless Bride.”

 

 

 

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