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How to Stay Married 40 Years

August 26th, 2011

This was an E-mail of the Day at Dr. Laura’s site–advice I can use, myself!

My husband and I are celebrating 40 years of marriage. People ask us how we’ve done it and we both agree, it’s the morning kiss goodbye. Sounds strange I know, but it’s the time we connect and commit every day and make a silent promise to be there for each other. Here is a poem I wrote about it:

The Morning Kiss Goodbye
By Evelyn G.

Breakfast Over
Tie on straight
We meet by the door
Can’t be late

Thinking about
What lies ahead
A grouchy boss
Unmade beds

Fires to put out
Bills to pay
We need strength
To face the day

The Goodbye kiss
Don’t rush this time
Smiling eyes
I’m yours, you’re mine

Tousled hair
Fresh shaven face
My love, my partner
A warm embrace

Infusing strength
A daily pact
I’m here for you
You’ve got my back

We are one
A braided cord
A lingering kiss
Courage shored

I love you

 

 

 

  1. Betsy
    August 26th, 2011 at 11:24 | #1

    That’s really sweet. :)

  2. Ari
    August 26th, 2011 at 14:29 | #2

    That was okay and all. And no offense to whoever wrote it, but I think my poem “The Husband’s Creed” is far superior.

    See: https://ruthblog.org/2010/08/20/the-husbands-creed/

  3. Betsy
    August 26th, 2011 at 15:05 | #3

    A liiiiiiiiiiittle bit stuck on yourself there, Ari. 😉

  4. Ari
    August 26th, 2011 at 16:16 | #4

    Excuse me, but if you had the talent and inspiration necessary to write a poem as toweringly awesome as “The Husband’s Creed” I think any failure to brag would be a craven case of false modesty.

  5. Betsy
    August 26th, 2011 at 16:18 | #5

    Wow.

  6. Leo
    August 26th, 2011 at 17:17 | #6

    Both very appealing poems. I quoted the following from Milton at the celebration of the wedding of one of my sons where Adam describes Eve:

    …when I approach
    Her loveliness, so absolute she seems
    And in her self compleat, so well to know
    Her own, that what she wills to do or say,
    Seems wisest, vertuousest, discreetest, best;
    All higher knowledge in her presence falls
    Degraded, Wisdom in discourse with her
    Looses discount’nanc’t, and like folly shewes;
    Authority and Reason on her waite,
    As one intended first, not after made
    Occasionally; and to consummate all,
    Greatness of mind and nobleness thir seat
    Build in her loveliest, and create an awe
    About her, as a guard Angelic plac’t.

    The whole poem (Paradise Lost) is much longer, but I think my daughter-in-law appreciated the sentiment.

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