Today is the 8th anniversary of me somehow fooling the most wonderful, worthy, capable woman in the world into marrying me. I certainly have no regrets. I married far above my station. Everything I've achieved since then has been because of Becky's influence. I was going to do a list of all the eventful things we've done together , but that would be REALLY nerdy and unromantic, and since I'm nerdy and unromantic the other 364 days of the year, I though I'd try something new.
Since Becky blogged me a sonnet, I'm going to return the favor:
So oft have I invoked thee for my Muse
And found such fair assistance in my verse
As every alien pen hath got my use
And under thee their poesy disperse.
Thine eyes that taught the dumb on high to sing
And heavy ignorance aloft to fly
Have added feathers to the learned's wing
And given grace a double majesty.
Yet be most proud of that which I compile,
Whose influence is thine and born of thee:
In others' works thou dost but mend the style,
And arts with thy sweet graces graced be;
But thou art all my art and dost advance
As high as learning my rude ignorance.
So, Happy Anniversary to you, my muse, my friend, my inspiration, my wife. Thank you for giving my life "double majesty" I look forward to many, many more years of fun.
Love, Chris
1 comment:
"thou art more temperate", yes, that's one of the many reasons I married you :) Love you lots my husband of 8 years. See you through the next 8 as we stave off senility and incontinence.
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