Leftovers and Reruns…Patience Pays

She won’t eat leftovers,
Leaving me the paprikash and stroganoff,
The brisket and the bourguignon,
Marinating and more piquant
Over the time the leftovers last.
Nor will she see a movie twice,
While I, first time through and liking it,
Feel┬áthe first time’s merely hello,
As it blossoms into a deeper affair
The more times I see it.