My actual niece, not one of
my wife's who are long since
my own, you once brought flowers;
it's about time I repay your bouquet
with a poem--Thanks, Uncle, but your
thank-you verse is late by fifteen years.
No, not so; have I always thanked God
since I first learned in a coldwater flat
that you would enter the world? The answer
which you never heard is a resounding
yes! You are both kin and kind
(what a difference the d makes!) and I predict
a joyful Keen life-- (How do I know it?
Ask worm or whippoorwill, I have connections)--
You will do well. Remain connected,
Shui Wan, although we might not meet again.
Very nice, Tom.
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