A/N: Heehee. this is just a silly poem I wrote for my poetry anthology in
English. ^___^ My teacher's a big fan of M*A*S*H too, so I just had to
include it. Also, about the last line. I don't know if the still was
Trapper's first. But. *shrugs* It just sounded good.

From Hawkeye

I remember the many times
that I had to make repairs
after hardships and strife!

But still,
you are the love of my life.
you pick me up
after a long night's work
with the warmth you provide
from the inside, out.
when you are near,
you fill my heart
(my glass, 'tis frail)
with love.

(Even though you were Trapper's first.)