Our paths first
crossed in high school. Me, I was the new kid. She was the established kid. But fate was not
on our side yet. We did not meet.
Our paths crossed
again many years later. I was flying downhill on my bicycle, wind blowing
through my hair, feeling extremely joyful. She called to me as I went zipping
by. I stopped, we talked. And from there romance blossomed, opening like a
flower feeling the warmth of the sun.
We made our life
together. Her my wife, I her husband. As one we met the trials and tribulations
of life with minimal strife.
Over thirty years
have passed since that fateful day that our paths crossed. Thirty years of marital
Our love is endless.
It has continued on through thick and thin. Our love has grown from a slender
thread to a strong hawser. It transcends all boundaries to hold and bind us
As one we face
the uncertain future. As one we will decide our fate. As one we will continue
to face forward feeling the winds of change on our face.
We have our love
for each other to guide us.