We live much of life amid unique choices. Joy is anchored in The One beyond our life. |
A happy birthday to my wife. This year it's fifty-eight. She adds so much to my blest life. She is a gift, that's great. So many years of married days, and she's still quite the youth. Her artful hands in sweet displays show giftings of a truth. A month away from Christmas time, November 25, her day of birth in bliss sublime, my friend, who truly thrives. Need a painting? Hers to make. A bauble for the tree? A tree itself for hanging's sake through Christmas nights of glee. So, "Happy Birthday, My Wife Dear!" Your years are such a gift. These days of hope are free and clear. My heart you always lift. by Jay O’Toole on November 24th, 2024 ![]() |