
Twas ten years this December our lives’ journey was begun.
Different countries, different cultures- but a marriage made us one.
The day we met I wasn’t seeking girlfriend or wife.
I’d had sufficient drama from the women in my life.
The last thing that I wanted then was more domestic strife.
You attracted my attention with your tanned skin and your smile.
Conversing after church was out would seem to be worthwhile.
A strong affection blossomed, largely thanks to Skype.
By our Honduras visit you had learned to love my type.
You took a giant leap of faith to wed on foreign soil
A dentist driving old cars with clothes stained by motor oil.
We’ve endured a sharp recession, a dental practice move,
Embezzlement, health problems, and some guns you disapprove.
Our marriage isn’t perfect and we’ve had a spat or two.
But despite some disagreements we always work things through.
I love you more than ever, and I know you love me, too.
Kim Henry
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