Modern Poem from an Old Fashioned Man

by Jim Ethridge

I think,
      through the years it
            may not seem true,
     The extent with which
I love you.

More than baseball, I love you.
     More than watermelon, I love you.
More than fishing, I love you.
          More than my birddog, I love you.

I think even more than football,
            I love you.

I think
     I love you.