Thank You To All

to the little boy who promised
to hold the thorns from my feet
to my first date I terrified,
made hyperventilate
and the first boy I brought home who
spent more time with my brother than me
to my band matey rival
(but we settled our little score)
the marine that asked my father
if he could court his daughter
the sailer who asked for marriege
from a woman now his friend
to the father of my only son
who took everything and closed the door
to the painter who never flattered me
with promised portraits of beauty
to the poet who simply just
dreamed alongside me
for the man I havewith me