Love Poem: Hindsight Is 20 20
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Written by: Mark Riedel

Hindsight Is 20 20

they once said...

five years and
       seven months
            kicked in the head

between the brew and bottle
     a nightly lecture'         
             to swallow,

"tear in me cereal...
kind of like my nightly beerial...
to conjure pureness
of sleep,
without more strength
to weep,
for I've used all
my best material..."

I yearn for the day
          when all was belived true,

When smiles dined
           and drank new wine

of Pigs that often flew...

When I had thought
     (in confidence)

     our union wouldn't end,

     but now, day 2020
         
               I've lost my only friend...