Karen & I met in 1980, or there-abouts. This was in the days before sobriety, therefore rather fuzzy. We both knew there was something there, but I was not smart enough to figger it out. We parted ways, but I kept in contact. About a month after I got sober, I realized that I was truly in love for the first and only time in my life. We were married the following August, and have lived happily ever after. If there were a heaven, this would be a match made there. As it is, I have just got incredibly lucky!
Most of my better poems have been for Karen.