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Twenty-five years passed
From our “I do” commitment
Still feels like dating

The month switches voice
Throws good news toward a friend
And that makes me smile

A conference room
Where our best-laid plans dress glass
Hope next year won’t suck

Needed house advise
Visit ends with drinks outside
Before fall gets mean

Hours melted away
Tweaking the year’s photobook
Itching for what’s next

Escaping Uptown
Closed streets, bike lanes, weird corners
Our obstacle course

Work and life jumbled
The day and night at my desk
Cat slept the whole time

With pithy insights
Texts start and end the workday
Not sure we’ve grown up

Our bed is his web
Waiting for tuckered-out prey
For the cat’s cat nap

Reading old haiku
Drags me through the year’s antics
Twisted coaster ride