On my wife's fifty second birthday,
I am thankful that she is still here,
with me in this life,
we have see lots of hard times,
and have shared many good times as well,
I gave you a gift to treat yourself,
made you lobster dinner also,
took out for a drink with friends,
then home again,
I hope you will always,
remember that I do love you so,
even when winters slumber,
calls for us to go.
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