Yellow Roses
(A conversation with my wife Vera Selena (Osburn) Hinshaw on our 70th wedding anniversary 12 October 2022)
Honey, I thank God every day for bringing you into my life;
For making me the father of our children and for agreeing to be my wife.
We were just two starry-eyed kids when we met on the Bermuda Isle.
Even then I knew you were the one I hoped to escort down the bridal aisle.
Diamonds gleamed in your eyes when we pledged our eternal love.
There is no doubt that our life together was ordained by God above.
Love glowed in our hearts when we were united as man and wife;
Romance has been very much alive during our wedded life!
We've shared so many wonderful memories throughout the years.
There were lean times, laughter, and yes, a sprinkling of sorrow and tears.
Even though your hair has turned from bonnie gold to gray,
To me you've become more beautiful with each passing day!
You've met the vicissitudes of Air Force life with dignity and grace.
You've taught Sunday School and Girl Scouts leaving each base a better place.
You've made a house a home whether in the states or foreign lands.
Our kids and grand kids are what they are today due to your guiding hands.
I brought you a bouquet of yellow roses since they're your favorites, dear.
My love for you grows stronger and stronger with each passing year!
(My eyes welled-up with tears as I knelt and placed the flowers on her grave.)
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