Still April 17th

Some time later today this card, featuring the English composer Sir Arthur Bliss, appeared for Chris…


 

And at exactly the same time this poem appeared for me. What Bliss!

 

          THE ANNIVERSARY “FAULTS”

 

 “Am I too late?” the Possum muttered, holding back the tears

“Have we in truth been married thus for nigh on twenty years?

And each and every year I’ve managed somehow to compose

an anniversary ditty, sometimes poems, sometimes prose

Yet this year, I’m ashamed to say, I’ve really missed the boat

and failed completely, just this once,  to write  something of note

So does this mean, you might well ask, if Love has somehow dimmed

and faded into nothingness, it’s passion somewhat trimmed?

And has the heady adoration, once so freely shown

just spread its wings and headed south, where maybe Love has flown?”

 

“Not so!”, the Possum firmly cried, “For Love should not depend

on calendars, and writing cards and poems without end

and yes, it’s very comforting to give and to receive

these tokens of our love, these signs that help us to believe

But if our lives, so busy now, should steal our precious time

in which we should remember that cute card or pretty rhyme

We shouldn’t ever doubt that Love is still the bond that ties

the two of us together, through the lows and all the highs

 

And though I cannot promise that there’ll never be a fault

come future anniversaries, but if I’m worth my salt

On this you may depend,  my love for you is truly real

and “bursting’s” still the word that  summarises how I feel

So, Darling Sallipuss, you’re still the only one for me

and Just because I’m late, don’t think  I’m not your “cup of tea”

The years may come, the years may go, but every year you’ll know

Your Possum loves his Sallipuss, come rain or shine or snow.

And hopefully this little note will do the job in hand

and make you realise you’re still the fairest in the Land!”

 

April 17th 2018……Our TWENTIETH ANNIVERSARY!

(and it don’t seem a day too long!!)    xxxxxxxxxxxx