Fifty five winters how can it be?
It doesn't seem possible so much time has passed to me.
But I am not yet 55 winters, my husband - hee hee!
Twenty six winters we've been together
twenty six winters I celebrate the day
that a Star was seen in the Eastern night skies
and the old ones knew that a new life was on the rise.
You my husband. The day you were born.
I wish for you all the best in life,
I wish to be always by your side,
to share many more winters together as one.
Happy Birthday My Husband, My Friend.
You know, when I look into the sky,
or smell the woods in the night,
or hold a tiny bird in my hand,
I know my husband we have lived again.
Many winters ago, so long ago,
young lovers by the water, so Sacred,
surrounded by the birch and the woods we love
spirits never lost, always close,
spirits of the heart, our love - our hope.
Together again, by water and birch.....we both know.
Happy Birthday with Much Love Always,
Evening Rain
