Bruce

It seems like only yesterday you held a tiny hand,

Read storybooks, played hide-and-seek,
Built castles in the sand.
I watched our children grow and change
While you remained the same--
A dad of strength and character,
Deserving of the name.
To be a dad has been for you
A precious gift of love,
A journey of amazing joy,
A calling from above.
And my delight as always is to share this love, this life--
To be the mother of your sons,
To be your loving wife.