#poetry Thankyou Mr. T.

Thank you.

I never say it enough

Not about what matters.

So easy to say thank you

For a door held open

A cup of tea

Or a fork passed.

But what I really want to say is…

Thank you for loving me

At my most morning grouch,

Thank you for holding me

In my darkest grieving. 

Thank you for doing what you said you would right at the start, 

Even though it has meant sickness as well as health,

More skint than rich,

More moving house,

And changing jobs 

Than either of us imagined.

Thank you so much for making me laugh so much,

For showing interest in the garden, 

When you could be gaming.

Thank you for being

My life partner in crime,

But most of all,

Thank you 

for being you. 

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