Maybe you can be of assistance. Maybe you can help me decide on the words. Maybe you can help me choose a poem. Possibly one of these…
Toros are red my love,
Tift85 is green,
I love you so much,
I have pains in my spleen.
Oh my… that’ll never do. Tift85 is hardly green in the winter. Maybe…
How do I love thee,
Let me count the ways,
I love you when you cook chili,
and especially when you cook cubed steak and a hamburger helper dish.
I really do love these dishes, but are these hardly words worth demonstrating my love on our 25th wedding anniversary?
Come on folks… little help here!
Maybe something a little less orthodox to the genre of poetry. I do see some of you writing like this and people do seem to “like” it. How about…
Yesterday… I found you; you found my tail. Our parched paths crossed and became an amazing trail.
I found you napping on the girth of a gentle white-face; painted with boots and denim, I longed to embrace.
On a wintry day our paths became one. A single path with of course Bud, Scrappy, Crazy, and Blue… each one in turn eating their share too.
Remember the river? In the river and from the river news came. Joy of an added path brought forth a child with no name.
A dwelling place we purchased and a home was framed but someone else was building, He would soon lay His claim.
A path well traversed, tested yet unmoved. Winds and rain, and a bit of rock stew.
The path we have traveled has surely offered its briers. But hand in hand, heart in heart, our love never tired.
Yesterday? It became today.
The path is now silver with hints of gray… my all those great times we had in the hay.
To my wonderful wife on our silver wedding anniversary. Twenty-five years? We’ve only just begun. I love you Weezie!