A Poem For Mrs. CarPeo

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First and foremost,

she is my guardrail

—without fail—

otherwise

I'm off the cliff

bottoming into

jail

—without fail—

 

I love her

I need her

I admire her

occasionally

I hate her

but not 

often enough

to say the words

most rife:

 

She

might as well

be my wife

❤/❤

 

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© PAUL OLIVERIO ©

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