FIFTY-SEVEN YEARS

My Love, my soulmate, my partner, my wife

For Fifty-Seven Years

For fifty-seven years, your smile has been my sun. Through every storm and trial, we have been one. A love so pure, unbroken, through joy and even pain, Each day a treasured token, your heart my sweet refrain.

Now, as you rest in healing, I gladly take care of you. For all the tasks you need, I vow to just be there. The meals, the walks, the dishes—I do them all for you. For every act is sacred, as love makes old things new.

I see the years behind us, the laughter and the tears, The family you nurtured, and the memories we hold dear. Our children, grown and thriving, the gift of all you gave, Your strength, your grace, your wisdom—the way you always paved.

And now I kneel in prayer, love, for God to ease your pain, That brighter days will find you, with sunshine after rain. May you recall the beauty of all we've done, my dear, And feel my endless love, now, and for all our years.

You are my every heartbeat, my reason,

and my call, For you, my sweetest soulmate, I'd give my very all. Together we will weather whatever life may send, For fifty-seven years, and until the very end.