Post A Poem
He lets me
sleep in
while he heads off to work.
He lets me
try new recipes,
and eats whatever I come up with.
He lets me
pick the path we'll walk
even if he'd go another way.
He lets me
be a little crazy--
silliness isn't in him, but he lets me.
He lets me . . .
No, that's not quite right.
He not only Lets me--
He encourages me
to be ME.
--Evy Kristensen
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