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It all began in sixty-nine
In Hawaiian flowers and sunshine
They said “I do” and tied the knot
And started an adventurous plot!
Although sometimes the road was rough
They found they always had enough
And learned to lean on God above
And rest in His abiding love
Before too long they had a brood
Of three wee lasses and a dude
And these four children grew to find
That they had parents so good and kind
The time and energy they gave
To teach their children to behave
Would tire out the stoutest brute
They are the best, there’s no dispute!
And soon the children, bit by bit
Moved on to start their own outfits
The house was still, but not for long
For grandkids number 15 strong!
And when they all return, it’s true
Such noise and bustle does ensue!
But if you think that it will cease
I tell you, it shall more increase!
For generations shall be born
And like a garland, they are worn
Who knows what great potential lies
Within these infant baby cries
And just to think, it all began
With just one woman and one man
We’re oh-so-thankful for the way
They love each other, come what may
So why the poem? Have you guessed?
We want to tell them how we’re blessed
And how their lives lived day by day
Bring joy to others along the way!