for my wife on a Tuesday

Sheesh, I want someone to write poems like this to me! (sulk)

sorry, reviewing skills have deserted me completely, but it does remind me of a peom by Marvin Bell (I have it on one of my poetry CDs - oh the nerdiness!)  in it's simple expression of love. nicely done - but I still think you should capitalize your "I"s....

"To Dorothy" by Marvin Bell

You are not beautiful, exactly.
You are beautiful, inexactly.
You let a weed grow by the mulberry
And a mulberry grow by the house.
So close, in the personal quiet
Of a windy night, it brushes the wall
And sweeps away the day till we sleep.

A child said it, and it seemed true:
"Things that are lost are all equal."
But it isn't true. If I lost you,
The air wouldn't move, nor the tree grow.
Someone would pull the weed, my flower.
The quiet wouldn't be yours. If I lost you,
I'd have to ask the grass to let me sleep.