My dear, ‘twas fifty years ago when we first met <br />on a trip to Stratford that I'll never forget. <br />When as a sweet girl of fourteen you caught my eye <br />and love first began its great work in this old guy. <br /> <br />Today we dined together and were reminiscing <br />and we praised God for each years' wonderful blessing. <br />Then we sat by the canal in the bright moonlight <br />holding hands like two lovers sitting in God's sight. <br /> <br />Time has passed by and how quickly the years have flown <br />and God has blessed us greatly as our love has grown. <br />I am so glad that I have married you my dear <br />and shared the experience of each passing year.<br /><br />Royston Allen<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/poem-celebrating-50-years/
