It all began in nineteen hundred and seventy seven;
She was young and beautiful, his desert fox he said;
His luminous blue eyes! God’s answer from Heaven!
Love began to spin! Entwining God’s binding thread,
Time flying, they found themselves at year eleven;
With two children and the struggle for daily bread;
This small family sustained by manna from Heaven!
Stable through all things that fill minds with dread;
Children grown-n- gone, arriving year twenty-seven!
Financial woes, arguments, decisions, and sick-bed;
Vows remaining firm by love in spite of sin’s leaven!
Lovers still bound forever entwined by faith thread!
Gray hair, sagging skin, is it really year thirty-seven?
(Still holding hands, she is now his silver fox he said;
His luminous blue eyes of joyous love from Heaven)
Add one Hon! It’s thirty-eight! How fast years sped!
Lord willing, still loving until one hundred and seven!
Dedicated to my devoted, loving husband of 37-going-on-38 years.