Poetry

Here is another poem written by my mother-in-law.  It must have been written in 1941 - her parents' 27th wedding anniversay day was on January 1.

          Wedding Bower

Twenty-seven years ago today
God plucked two of His flowers
and united them in a heavenly way,
In a lovey Wedding Bower.

First they bloomed so lovely and gay
Because they were young and eager.
These flowers grew sweeter each day
And to each other became more dear.

As the years passed on
Seeds were sown of the two
And more flowers came along
As fresh as the morning dew.

Dear God, we thank you.
For those two lovely flowers
From your garden, are the dearest two
Ever united in Wedding Bowers.

They are our Mother and Dad.
Today is their twenty-seventh anniversary.
They are the best folks a child ever had.
Thank you, God, for letting them marry.

     Phyllis Thompson Shw

To the folks on their anniversary.