By Richard Wallace
The candles on your birthday cake
are more than when you came.
To me, it seems like yesterday,
there’s no need to explain
that the lines that touch
the face I love
now make a picture frame.
You’re more lovely now
than roses in the rain.
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Your eyes
are so much softer now
but the sparkle still remains.
The smile that brightens every day
is the smile that stays the same.
More precious than a ring of gold
is the silver in your hair;
more lovely now
than roses in the rain.
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Your laughter always has its way
and your heart is still your own.
The kindness of your manner
makes a stranger feel at home.
The passion of the love
we knew
may never come again
but you’re more lovely now
than roses in the rain.
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And a lot of years of spending time together,
in all those years you see a lot of weather.
A lot of years of doing something right.
We save the special moments, like tonight.
And there has always been more hope that fear.
It’s a pleasure to consider all those years.
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Yes it is,
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It’s a pleasure to consider all those years.
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Happy Anniversary.
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I wrote this well over twenty-five years ago for friends who were having their twenty-fifth. |It can also be strummed out on a guitar. It is out there for anybody who can make use of it and thank you, Richard