by lily frost

Created on: July 25, 2011

Thank you, my love,

for the whistle you gave

the day that I passed you by.

Thank you, my love,

for giving me back my happy life,

when I was so very lost.

Thank you, my love,

for wanting every child that I would bear.

It gave us that family affair.

Thank you, my love,

for the years of faithfulness you gave,

though it was trying, as so often I was ill.

Thank you, my love,

for seeing me as the gem of your eyes,

when now I am old and grey.

For together, my love,

we have spent an eternity.

And those memories, no one can steal.

Thank you, my love, my darling hubby. 

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