To my beloved Doreen on our fifty-ninth wedding anniversary.
When your old wedding ring
was new,
And each dream that I dreamed came true,
I remember with pride,
How we stood side by side,
What a beautiful picture,
You made as my bride,
Even though silver crowned your hair,
I could still see the gold shining there,
Love's old flame is the same,
As the day you changed your name,
When your old wedding ring
was new.
"Until the Twelfth
of Never."
— Eric
- Published on:
03/09/2019
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Rotherham Advertiser
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Wedding anniversary memorial