Boo
The pretty girl I married is a beautiful woman now.
She has grown to be so as the last forty-five years have unfolded,
Forty-five beautiful years.
Forty-five Winters, protected by the warmth of our love,
Forty-five Springs during which our love has continued to blossom,
Forty-five Summers, when our love has built memories time will never erase.
And now Autumn comes around again,
As always, a time of reflection –
Looking back, we remember so many happy times,
Sad times too have not stayed away….
Life has been so good since first we met.
So too, we look forward,
Awaiting what God has planned for us
And the precious lives that have grown from our love,
Each one a beautiful flower in God’s garden of life.
Whatever it is that the future holds,
Of one thing I am sure,
As long as my future is blessed with you…
…and our precious family,
It’s a future I can face with confidence…
And a joy beyond compare.
I love you Boo.
xxxx
Ramblings of a retired teacher 