Had you accompanied us during our trek through nine US states over the past seven weeks, you’d have been impressed with how my wife keeps things (i.e., me) together, and that with good spirits.
So, as we pick Cloudburst Poetry back up, here is a tribute to my wife, enititled, from the first line, “Had I Been Given:”
Had I been given years without end,
To search the globe from east to west;
Were Solomon’s treasures mine to spend
To find among women the purest and best;
None, though like Sheba’s queen, dressed
In finery and fashion, could compare
To my beloved — none so fair!
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