For all of my faults and foibles

And here-and-there squabbles

You have remained my steady

Reminding me that we’re plenty

Thank you, my darling Husband

For loving me times a dozen

With you, again, I’m in love

You wear me like a glove

Little girl, funny clown, chic seductress,

Wild-eyed empress.

You mold me how you want me

And yet, you accept me as me.

There’s no truer red than you

When you’re gone, you make me blue.

You need not say a thing

For all the joy that you bring.