To the Crankee Yankee on Our 13th Anniversary

I’d follow you to Russia, I’d follow you to France

I’d follow you through wind and rain only wearing my pink underpants–

My love is true,

And between me and you–

The thirteen years that we’ve spent wed

Are far better than a TemperPedic bed–

Or a dedicated cleaning lady

To clean up all our corners shady–

Or a new truck that’s good on gas

Or a silver set of demitasse–

Or trips to Spain and London and Peru,

They’d mean nothing if I couldn’t be with you.

Diamonds, rubies, emeralds and pearls–

Mere trinkets compared to those eyes of yours.

Your hand holds mine through thin and thick

And all those times that you’ve been quick

To love me, despite my many flaws

(Even when I show my teeth and claws!)

You’re my rock, my hero and my friend

You’re the love that never ends–

You make me laugh and give me hope

Even when I feel I’m on the ropes–

There’s no one else with whom I’d rather be

Then thee; my love, my light–than thee.

 

 

 

 

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2 thoughts on “To the Crankee Yankee on Our 13th Anniversary

  1. Phyllis Ring says:

    Very happiest of anniversaries, dear Jane. 🙂 Bless you both, with love.

  2. lulujbf7 says:

    Thank you! 🙂 We’re pretty happy about it, too….love right back at you.

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