The one I call Yoda


The Travellothoner

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She’s not the shade of olive green,

Nor three feet tall or super lean.

But in many ways a teacher to whom I go,

Teaching me life lessons and helping me grow.

She’ll be found gazing through a window,

Or working in front of a screen.

Sipping on the coffee she so happily brews,

Pondering about feasting on her next cuisine.

She’s a very intelligent woman,

Always gives great advice.

She’s humble, hilarious and honest,

And a very good wife.

An undisguised beauty,

she holds within her heart.

Always working on ways,

To make the change start.

She’s like a rose that grew out of concrete,

Talking to her is nothing short of a treat.

Unapologetically honest she’ll let you know,

An honest believer in quid pro quo.

She’s fun to be around, more so when drunk,

As peaceful and sorted as a Buddhist monk.

She’s mean to me like…

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