Ironclad

On the first day of our marriage
My wife ironed a shirt for me.

I told her: I am wearing your love
She said: O… how poetic.

We are married for a million years or so
Yes we quarrel, Don’t you?

We have no pedestal at home
We walk, we talk…

And I always wear her love.

– Yehoshua Aryeh

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