diana cowgill

Kyle and I just celebrated our tenth anniversary. This is how I got there.

How to Hold Onto a Tums

Kyle’s nickname

Is admittedly dumb

I call the buddy

My darling, my Tums

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And if you want to keep

A soul Like the Tums

Just follow this list,

My rules of thumb

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Vitally, essentially

Always show him you love him

And that nobody else

But God is above him

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Love is a choice

You make everyday

So lead always with that

With what you do and you say

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Tums is a miracle

Upon which you stumbled

Never forget this:

And forgive him his bumbles

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Encourage the Tums

Let him know that you see him

And you love and admire him

And really believe in

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The talent’s he’s got

His dreams and his gifts

Bet it all on the Tums

Help him realize his wish

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Whatever that wish is

Whatever his passion

Remind him he can do it

In brilliant fashion

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Anyway, back to love

Be aware how you speak

And know you’ve got power

As the Tummy Tum’s Treat

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He deserves all your kindness

To be spoken to well

When you’re mad?

Just think of the reasons you fell

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For his laugh and his light

And his strong moral spine

And the fact that your union

Reeks of divine

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Plan, intervention,

Some brilliant design

He’s your soul’s truest mate,

And you can stay aligned

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All of this lifetime

And all of the next

Because the Tums is the best

Of the best of the best

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Your best friend, your hero

Your late night confessor

Your partner in life

And remember, No lesser

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Man than the Tums

Could calm down your soul

And make your carelessly, hopelessly 

Broken heart whole

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In a nutshell: just love him

Treat him like you like care

Be kind, be encouraging,

Be gentle, be fair

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Ten years into marriage

That’s about all I know

That’s the limited wisdom

Which I can bestow

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On how to hold onto

And make happy a Tums

If you’re ever so fortunate

As to bag yourself one