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Every flower that dares bloom
Should hide in shame
Compared to your beauty.

Or if it dared to speak
Should asked to be named
“Kristie.” Truly.

Every ray sparkling from the sun
Ought seek cover of night
Next to your radiance.

Or if it could indeed run
Should immediately take flight
To avoid embarrassment.

Birds that sing
Might wish to be silent
For fear of losing tune.

Or suffer the sting
Of singing beside one
Whose voice makes angels swoon.

If a muse could have a muse
I’m sure it would choose
Inspiration from you.

Just as if I could choose
27 years later to again use
My choice of spouse, I’d choose you.


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One thought on “A Poem for My Wife on Her Birthday”

  1. Martin says:

    Good poem, Thabiti. She is indeed wonderful! You are a fortunate man.

    Sometimes poetry is much better than prose.

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Thabiti Anyabwile is a pastor for Anacostia River Church in southeast Washington, DC and a council member of The Gospel Coalition.

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