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An ode to wife
In times apart I feel a void
Where reflections traverse the space
Thoughts considered take a form
Which help me understand the time and place
It’s not always about what’s the plan
But also about how to get there
For when all is quiet and amidst the calm
The path will have been covered bare
It’s times like these that I wonder
What life would have been without you
And I’m grateful for what we’ve shared
In bad or good, for all we’ve been through
So as I go to bed tonight
Hoping that you’re okay
I’ll whisper a thought
A special plea
That our ties are stronger with each passing day
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