I awoke this morning with a new outlook on life,

My reasons of overjoy come solely from my wife,

As I bring myself to be each morning I struggle,

My mind is busy with thought while work I juggle,

Every morning for over fifty years I’ve done the same,

Reach for the angel bride at my side who took my name,

In the wonderment of my reality it is of her I do exist,

For her and desiring her I returned from war I resist,

When she turned fourteen I predicted we’d marry,

Four years her senior was a burden I’d have to carry,

Yet she and I found a way to stay in touch as needed,

Five years of “I love you’s” to her at last were heeded,

The blessing of her love overtook my heart at last,

When a man and woman have fun in love time is fast,

She is now more beautiful than the “I do” bride of then,

As I look her way I study the gorgeous angel with a grin,

As I study her beauty and the smile upon her red lips,

My heart beats hard but with a kiss it suddenly skips,

If only she knew of the control of love she has upon me,

Perhaps she knows and has cultivated our love skillfully.

The end, by Pat for Patti