A happy 30th anniversary to both of us. Who imagined we’d last this long?
Even though she thinks she knows him to the bone,
another little detail comes forward to be shown.
Like a little prize, presented for her viewing,
after all these years, he’s not finished with his wooing.
No fact inconsequential as he unveils his life,
so even after decades as a man and wife,
new mysteries are still revealed in words coined charismatically.
Each new revelation, an avowal made emphatically.
This poem is in answer to Marilyn Armstrong’s comment about her husband, Garry: