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Poem: She Remembers the Splendor

She remembers the splendor, when we reminisce

Of moments so tender and innocent trysts

And when she, relenting, permitted a kiss

But nothing more intimate rendered than this

The other contenders she gently dismissed

The endless temptations she learned to resist

‘Til sprays of carnations affixed to her wrist

Conveyed approbation of imminent bliss

The clergyman’s sermon on love in our midst

Her splendid attendants and friends she would miss

Her twittering sisters all fit to assist

Should anything, Heaven forbid, go amiss

The ways that we’ve wended, each bend and each twist

And blessings unending too many to list

— John J. Finerty, Jr.