An Ode To My Fair Lady — Mario V. Farina

Angie and I had been married a month. On our anniversary, she told me she didn't have self-esteem. I told her she was beautiful and had many good qualities.Nothing I could say would budge her notion about self-esteem. To try to convince her she was wrong, I started a love poem to her. She didn't like it. However, changing a few words made all the difference. This story tells what they were.