My wife I've had for thirty years,
With six more added on.
Now this may seem a long, long time,
But it has fastly gone.
We've raised our children, her and I,
And heart break sadly bore.
I know there has been times for her,
When I've been quite a chore.
We've had our ups and downs you bet,
But I've known all the while.
When I come tired home from work,
She would greet me with a smile.
And I can see love in her eyes,
That's lasted through the years.
The eyes from which I know she's brushed,
Away so many tears.
And this she certainly must know,
As sure as God's above,
All though I seldom tell her so,
She has my deepest love.
E.H. Coe 1971