I want to say thank you and congrats to the two followers of Pinkies Up: Mom and Dad. You two are a great team and twenty-five years is quite a feat, especially with four kids to boot. In honor of your anniversary, I decided to write a short poem. Nothing spectacular but it's something...
Woven deep with threads that keep
binds two in one and one in six
twenty-five years the clock has ticked
Dressed in white their journey took flight
but now in silver we watch them soar
twenty-five years and still wanting more
Growing stress, Dad forgets the GPS
but Mom comes to his rescue
twenty-five years, nothing new
For some reason, God thought they'd fit
this Yank and this Brit, and alas He was right
twenty-five years, no Revolution in sight
Your officially old earning rights to scold
soon it will be your golden year
with grandkids, arthritis and Black Toad beer
Happy 25th Anniversary!
Sorry I can't be there for the celebration, but I love you guys so that's got to count for something.
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