Papa's Post: My Best Friend
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Ah would that I could call you still my friend!
You made of tears---invigorating dew;
Of laughter, hair-triggered wanton bursts of end-
Less joy; and any place, a rendezvous
Complete. You shared the gamut of my heart,
My mind, my soul. With faith you ministered
And with unspoken, trusted teamwork spurred
Me ever onward.
No, we haven't (can
Not even) parted ways. And yes, these ties
Of oneness grow far stronger, closer than
Before; and no, your friendship knows no price.
We were and are the best of friends for life
But I must call you more than friend, my wife!
The Rainbow, Feb., 1966
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