Forty Years

Forty years is such a time
To let yourself be true and kind
Forty years in marraige though
Can be misconstrued as woe
for forty years is time itself
to last a life upon the shelf
For some the time does not pass by
Without it's troubles, worries and lies
For forty years is such a time
And this dear poem does have to rhyme.

by Bruce Long

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