A Piece of Nonsense

(To Shirl, on our first anniversary)

Of the last 31,536,000 seconds

Not one would I exchange

Except to relive them

And none to rearrange.

On this day I pay you tribute

And, give credit where it's due,

Pat my own back for a moment

For having married you.

This is but one day in a thousand

No more happier, to be sure;

To our ever present joyfulness

What one day contributes more?