Eight Fate 

At an Eddy’s table,
On February Eight.
We came together,
As was our fate.

We celebrated this,
Twenty-two times.
With little gifts,
And silly rhymes.

With Valentines,
Just a week away.
We’ve created another,
Heart throb day.

Doubling down,
With Cupid’s aid.
Hoping our love,
Will never fade.

Today marks,
Our “Eddiversary,”
A special kind,
Of Anniversary.

In these times,
When hugs are rare.
We’re grateful for
The love we share.

Diamonds or pearls,
Not this year.
Where we travel,
Isn’t yet clear.

But, a custom home,
In the Sunshine state.
We’ll soon have,
A move-in date.

The beach nearby,
A backyard pool.
Grandkid fun,
When not in school.

Our retirement life,
Has just begun.
The best yet to come,
Twenty-Twenty-One.

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