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An Anniversary

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To start the day with frigid tears in eyes.

This month we would celebrate our first kiss,

alone, yet either of us are remiss

to wrap this celebration with our sighs.

A rain soaked road we met in the middle,

embraced and interlocked we stood so still,

these bodies where the rain gutters would fill

we melted into a run-off puddle.

The coffee barely overcomes the pills

in lucid memories of my children's smiles

to miss the joy of you in pregnancy.

A wound far beyond our medical skills,

our memory lost in paperwork piles,

an inkling of our anniversary.

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