It seems like just last month or so I posted my last anniversary honorarium to the woman I love. It is hard to believe that another year has come and gone and that the leaves on the huge silver maple in the back yard are beginning their change to autumn’s glory.
And, as I sit in wonder and awe over the rapid elapsing of another year, it dawns on me that, like a roller-coaster ride, or a long, slow dance to a favorite ballad, the celerity of my existence is due to the joy I partake of daily in being in and around my home. My Jennifer, as noted last year, has made this home that place on ‘God’s Little Acre‘ known as Dreamsville, Ohio.
However small your plot of land, however quickly you can walk from the ‘north forty’ to the ‘south forty’, what is essential is your signature on the scenery. Beauty, and obvious care and attention to the landscaping, can both beautify the neighborhood, and,…when striking enough to the eye of the casual passer-by, can evoke a respect for and appreciation of the tenants that no fence can afford. The time I spend on the swing in the back yard; the reading I do on the front porch; even the chore of mowing the grass, is a comfort and a joy because of the love she puts into this estate.
I write these annual missives for our anniversary and for her birthday for her love. What I sometimes fail to appreciate is that her labor; time and attention to our home is done, at least in part, out of her love for me. I pray that I can continue to merit its’ splendor.
A Lease Renewed.
They married one October day
Their souls united,
They began their way
The moon was honey,
And their laughter gay
Their bond was based in Love.
Through times of trouble,
And times of bliss
Their constant strength, a nightly kiss.
To rise each new day
To hit or miss,
Their strength was in their Love.
Life is just
A lease on God’s time
Only His Grace can renew.
And while it runs, the key’s to share
The rent; the work,….the view.
And as they go through
The blur of years
And share their sorrows; hopes and fears
They share their laughter, and they share their tears.
They do it out of Love.
God smiles on their True Love.
Happy 17th Anniversary, Darling.
I will always love you.
Well, my work here is done. My time this afternoon and evening before leaving for my overnight shift tonight will be walking the lanes of our palatial estate in Dreamsville, Ohio…….where the women are strong; the men are good-looking, and the bowling scores are all above-average.