Our love affair began, when I could barely speak
I loved the rhythm of the spoken sound
Naturally could spell phonetically ere I could write!
Alphabets were sweeter than those made with sugar
In those days of yore, Street food was wrapped in newspapers
Gobbled up the eats so I can read the newsprint
Never understood the meaning but liked the sound
Graduated to reading comics barely paying attention to the caricatures
As the written form was the only attraction
Became a verbivorous bookworm
Consuming pages faster than the silkworm would leaves
Now as I approach my evening years, eyesight falling
My undying love for you, has only grown and grown
My parting shot will be you in my dying lips!
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