Remembering the day. A poem to my husband.
I often look at my boquet of flowers
and the calendar, noting June 2nd as ours
the aisle seemed so long to get to you
and it seemed that we’d never get to say “I do”
but that was the best day of my life
and I still strive to be the perfect wife
It’s a task I’ll never fulfill
but I’ll keep trying til my hearts beat stays still
even then my love will still be there
always remember hon, I truely do care
I hope to always be by your side
thanks for giving me this marriage thrill ride
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