What’s ‘er Name ?

It was their anniversary,
They’d been married sixty years.
He still called her terms endearing
With lots of Honeys, Dolls and Dears.

When he introduced her to me,
As his Sweet Little Turtle Dove,
I commented how refreshing
To see someone so much in love.

They had been married all those years
And their love had remained so strong,
The names he used to speak of her
Held beauty like a lover’s song

But in secret he admitted
To an ongoing privet shame,
“It’s been ten years at least,” he said
“Since I forgot my wife’s first name.”


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