This poem was written in 2005 as my gift to my husband after fifty years of marriage. Perhaps I had better start working on a poem for our next anniversary,,, our 65th. The first fifty years went by very quickly and the last fifteen years have gone by in a blur.


January 8, 2005

You promised…
To have and to hold
To love and to cherish
In sickness and in health
Till death do us part.
So much more you have given me.
You protected me in the shelter of your arms,
Consoled me when death came
To my parents and my siblings.
You gave me a girl-child
When hope for motherhood was fading.
Your quiet strength
A buffer for my volatility.
But the greatest gift you gave
was the freedom to grow,
The courage to try my wings
And to know you were always there
If I failed.

Margaret Hall Simpson