Uploaded on February 5, 2012
Fifteen two,
Fifteen four,
And eight is twelve.
The board sits between us,
Keeping score.
Fifteen two,
Six is eight,
And the right Jack is nine.
You move your pegs: First Street,
Second Street.
Fifteen two,
And five for my flush—
That’s seven.
It’s like the early years
Of our marriage:
Fifteen two,
Fifteen four,
Plus ten is fourteen.
When I kept track — each slight
Remembered.
Fifteen two,
Fifteen four,
And four is eight.
Now, it doesn’t matter.
We both win.
—Cheryl Doyle-Ruffing
02.05.2024: I always try so hard.