Just as a meadow washed by rain
Is relit by the dawn,
So our love, as we grow old,
Will each day be reborn.
Is relit by the dawn,
So our love, as we grow old,
Will each day be reborn.
I'm getting a little bit rusty because nice as the aforementioned words may be, they are not mine. Sadly I was not able to research to whom I should attribute those words. Nevertheless, it is quite fitting to invoke such words on the occasion of our fifth wedding anniversary. As they say, marriage is not a bed of roses but no matter what obstacles come our way we will endure because the strength of our marriage is renewed every day. Our love is reborn every day. Our love is reinvigorated for each and every day we continue to honor our commitment to each other, for better or for worse.
I love you, Hon.