I married a beautiful young woman many years ago when I was bolder.
Over the years she has gotten more beautiful and I've just gotten older.
To this day she laughs at my jokes, and I delight in her laughter.
I'm glad she married for better or worse, not just happily every after.
We've come through tribulations, trials, and a constant lack of money.
But she still stands by my side, she even still calls me honey.
Lord this poem is to thank you for my wife, I find none to be above her.
And to express to my companion in life ,Melissa, just how much I love her.