Still Beautiful
Written for my lovely wife Jan, on our 51st anniversary.
You complain, you always look a messHair too thin, clothes hang shapelessly,No meat to fill, just wrinkled skin and bones. But I already knew you to those bones:Witnessed the cares they bore, the love they carried. The indignities of years and trials have Had their fill, it's true, but behind it all,You're still the girl I first knew. You are still beautiful to me.