I don’t write poetry very often anymore. I actually used to write a lot more than I do now. Things sorta flipped with Kenz and I when we started to get busier with our house, my advancing career, and having a baby.
While she began to write more and more and more, I fizzled out. I’d like to say it’s because I didn’t have the time to write, but that wouldn’t be true. The fact is that I just didn’t make the time.
Kenz has been encouraging me to make the time and pick it up again. So tonight I sat down at my desk and wrote a poem. I was nervous to inflict it upon the world, but Kenz has assured me that it’s not the worst form of torture know to mankind. So without further adieu, here it is.
My two Loves
The love I feel for you sweet dear,
is rivaled by but one.
Though none could ever pass you by,
she is almost next-to-none.
You are the one who makes me fly,
you give me my own wings.
Because of you I float above,
my biggest shortcomings.
Her precious smile is big and wide,
her giggle loud and clear.
She makes me want to do my best,
to wipe away her tears.
I love you both so very much,
I give you both my life.
She is the one I call Daughter,
but you my dear are Wife.