Reading at Twilight
The vanishing wife
When I'm reading at night
The love of my life
Seeks refuge at twilight
My words float on air
Painting scenes so clever
Heroines so fair
Smart villains debonair
And when I am done
Recitation complete
I find I'm the one
Finding my words so sweet
Reading at twilight
Till wife shuts out the light
By Rick Bylina
4/2/14
I really like this poem. But, of course, I'm partial to me. :-)
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