Forty words:
How could fifty years go by
Like one nightfall gone?
Our golden wedding day is nigh
Look what love has done!
Marriage in the clover
Two score years and ten
Every hour I loved thee
And shall ~ until the end.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very nice. I wrote a poem several years ago titled Your Golden Wedding Day for my parents. They enjoyed it so much. Now there gone and I sure do miss them! Best Wishes, Marilyn