July 18, 1981
45th Wedding Anniversary
As ocean tides, our spirits rise and fall.
We try to look for things to make us glad,
And think of each of you, the ones we call
The best of everything we’ve ever had.
Our faithful daughters and loyal sons,
Together with us tumbling down the stream
Awash with stones, both smooth and jagged ones,
Until sharp edges with some polish gleam.
And looking at the places where we were,
In channels that were turning, changing, growing
To waters calm and shores that we prefer,
Our pride is in the constancy you’re showing.
So in our arms your little girls we fold
Express our love, and place the world on ‘hold.’
