Thirty-seven years all measured,
Thirty-seven years of bliss,
Thirty-seven years all treasured,
Marriage vows and love’s dear kiss.
Eros and his Aphrodite,
Romeo and Juliet,
Isolde and her Tristan mighty,
Pete and Julie lovers yet.
You and I we flow like water,
You and I we’re strong as stone,
You and I like flame or hotter-
Than a brilliant star alone.
Love has been these thirty-seven-
Years, we’ve forged a love filled life,
This has been the fondest heaven,
Since the day you were my wife.
Peter Lowell Paulson
June 8, 2011
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