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Everyone that knew you, loved you,
and you got the most out of each and every day,
even after working such long hours you wanted more,
and that one line leaves so much left to say:

Drink makes you fall over,
it's staggering the effect that it has,
you simply lose your sense of balance,
(and your chic, your style and your pizzazz).

Now, we have only been together for a little over 3 years,
I guess we met relatively late on in life,
but <NAME>, I just wanted to say that I'm proud of you,
I'm very proud and honored to be called your wife.

I know they wheel out their tame doctors,
"drink two glasses of red wine every day".
Ever wondered who sponsors their research,
ever wondered how they get their pay?

I also can't believe the depth of feeling I have for you,
truly, it would reach to the bottom of the deepest sea,
and I'll never forget the our first date with your hand on my back,
what ran through me I can only describe as electricity.

I know that we've both owned our fair share of tragedy,
and I also know it's never easy the second time around,
but today I am still amazed at the timing and the fate,
and I can't believe the pure and true happiness that we've found.

So, please raise your glasses,
and find a new circle of friends,
because if you're not that careful,
the gutter is where your journey ends.

And we've recently celebrated twenty years,
and it's been twenty years of wedded bliss,
and people have asked me what's our secret,
and I answer them; "it's as simple as this".

Hear me, my darling, speaking sooth,
Gather the fleet flower of your youth,
Take ye your pleasure at the best;
Be merry ere your beauty flit,
For length of days will tarnish it
Like roses that were loveliest.

Hello, our wonderful Mom and Dad,
these words and pictures are just for you,
because we're very proud of who you are,
and yes, we're very proud of what you do.

My Dad also has a good sense of humor,
and most importantly, he has a good heart,
although at times, he can very competitive,
and when he's right it's "next case" (as he is very smart).

Ah, Mignonne, in how few hours,
The petals of her purple flowers
All have faded, fallen, died;
Sad Nature, mother ruinous,
That seest thy fair child perish thus
'Twixt matin song and even tide.

94 wonderful years full of hard work, fun and excitement,
Vivian was the last of her generation and truly loved by all,
she celebrated life and taught us all to do the same,
and to pick yourself up whenever you stumble or fall.

I'm like a teenager waiting for her boyfriend to call,
and although I laugh at myself, I run when the phone rings,
because I know you will be on the other end of the line,
and I know just what happiness your voice brings.

I love your passion for sports and your athleticism,
I love your enthusiasm for life in general, your spirit,
you will come up with something fun to do at the drop of a hat,
it seems that your motto is: "This is life, let's be in it".

So, I have learned to try and not show it too much,
however, when you leave, I have to fight back the tears,
and I sit there waiting for you to call (which you always do),
let me tell you, some of those weekends last for years.

See, Mignonne, hath not the Rose,
That this morning did unclose
Her purple mantle to the light,
Lost, before the day be dead,
The glory of her raiment red,
Her colour, bright as yours is bright?

But you also let them know you were there for them,
and it's all those little things I appreciate so much,
I love your intelligence and your sense of humor,
and just for the record, my! How I love your tender touch.

And the seeds of greatness,
don't grow in the bottom of a vodka glass,
so let's think to your glorious future,
and not drink to the glories of your past.

And what is that snow in your hair?
I bet you love those little white flakes.
Want to get rid of your dandruff?
Staying off the grog is all that it takes.

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