Forty-Two Years Poem by bobby beddoe

‘Twas zero and fifty years ago,
When took this girl to the picture show;
As the screen played on,
Our thoughts were upon
Us holding hands there on the back row!

After the show, strolling to the car,
The moon looked down at us from afar,
To just let us know
All systems are go!
And seconded by a shooting star!

From that night forward as love grew strong,
Were seldom apart more than a furlong.
Less than a year later,
We wed in December,
And vowed forever to each we belong!

In college we two learned how to teach,
So a teaching career we had each;
And every Sunday
At around ten say,
First S’school then hear our preacher preach.

Forty-two years are all He to us gave;
I’m now left with memories and a grave,
To ease the smart
Upon my heart,
I have all those years of pics - for a save!