Wife Anniversary Poems | Examples
These Wife Anniversary poems are examples of Anniversary poems about Wife. These are the best examples of Anniversary Wife poems written by international poets.
Today is your birthday my love
A special day the lord has made
To commemorate the birth of someone special
A mother like no other
A wife so matchless
A paragon of beauty so ageless
A soul so resilient and true
A star always rising and determined
I salute you today my priceless jewel
Continue to be yourself and nobody else
I wish you the best life can offer
Happy birthday my one and only
Celebrate with grace!
And God will bless you with many more years on this planet
Happy Birthday!
Forget to pay the bills
Your wife calls you ‘genius’
Forget your wedding anniversary
~ She cuts off your p----
LOVE YOUR WIFE AS YOU LOVE YOUR SELF.
I AM NOT PERFECT NEITHER DO I PRETEND
TO BE. SOMETIMES I MAKE YOU ANGER
AND SAY DUMB THINGS. BUT YOU WON’T FIND ANYONE
LIKE ME WHO LOVE YOU MORE. FOR 56 YEARS, YOU HAVE PUT UP WITH ME THROUGH STORMY WEATHER OF TIME AND GOD HAS BROUGHT US THROUGH THEM ALL.
LOVE IS NOT JUST SAYING IT, IT IS LIVING IT.
GOD THROUGH CHRIST JESUS HAS ALWAYS HAD HIS HAND ON US WHETHER WE FELT IT OR NOT.
IF I COULD GIVE YOU ANYTHING IN LIFE,
I WOULD GIVE YOU THE ABILITY TO SEE YOURSELF
THROUGH MY EYES. ONLY THEN WOULD YOU
REALIZE HOW SPECIAL YOU ARE TO ME
AND FAMILY.
LOVE ALWAYS & FOREVER.
JANUARY 20, 1970
Ephesians 5:28: "In this same way, husbands ought to love their wives as their own bodies. He who loves his wife loves himself."
Forty-nine years of marriage, and I know this
You still look at your wife and want a little kiss.
You do not see her as her age, but as a young bride.
Your feelings are on your face, you cannot hide.
You are more in love with your wife every year.
Your intentions are honorable, your love is clear.
Your wife has the same kinds of feelings for you.
When she looks at you, you are a mere twenty-two.
How do I know this? Because I have been married a while too.
When I see my husband, I think 17, and he is seventy-two.
When he looks at me, he says I look fifteen to him.
When you are in love, you become teens all over again.
I wanted to write you a
love poem. Then thought,
most love poems nauseatingly
lame. Recycled beautiful,
luscious, adorably cookie-cutter all
the same. Not singular, as Hollywood
Gable and Lombard! More like,
Hallmark~ just fill in the name.
With that in mind, I bought you
a rose, that will wither and die…
on the front seat of a new Alfa
Romeo, to continue park with me
or freely fly. Happy Anniversary.
The first time that I saw your smiling face
My heart was caught and could not look away
Your laughter lit the room with gentle grace
And in that glow my soul was meant to stay
Though years have passed your joy still lights my way
And when we touch I fall as once before
Each warm embrace makes me love you even more
At every mention of your name,
Warmest thoughts in me abound.
My life has never been the same
Since my greatest love came ‘round.
Every time I hear your voice,
I get a “giddy” kind of glee.
I made the perfect choice,
Asking you to marry me.
Just by seeing your full name
On a letter or the mail,
Gives me joy I can’t explain
And makes me glad to be a male.
Yes, you are my greatest love
And I am ever changed.
This life, I’m so unworthy of
At every mention of your name.
Happy anniversary, Number seven
Six years behind us, still in heaven
Each passing moment, of each and every day
I wouldn't want it any other way.
Though life may have its ups and downs
Remember this, you married a clown
You as my wife, a girl, and a boy
I never knew life could be such a joy
My thanks to you in so many ways
That you are with me on this special day
These special words i may not say to you
But to you, my Punkin, I love you, I do
I love you more today.
And I'll love you better than,
What lived and was acquired yesterday?
But still, I'll love you even more tomorrow,
With the richness of incomparable love!
I accept your love today.
I carried your love more than,
The day before the present day.
And yet, you still attain your love for me,
In fulfillment, no other can do.
My soul is yours,
And your spirit be it mine.
Were we meant together for this fortune?
A perpetual life together,
Melding and weaving as one.
I love you more, Shannon! R.I.P.
Oklahoma August
Miracle Man
8/11/2024
The sun is now up,
and the sky’s all aglow.
What this day brings me,
I don’t fathom to know.
I sit in observance,
as puffy clouds float by.
Quite a big contrast,
to a robin egg blue sky.
My hope is that now,
I see August heat abate.
Or perhaps I’ll go somewhere,
that I can acclimate.
In my mid fifties I retired,
and it has now grown stale.
I register five of ten points,
on my contentment scale.
But I’ve much to be thankful for,
God has truly blessed my life.
This month is anniversary 59,
all with the same loving wife.
Heather:
my wife, my partner,
my friend, my lover, my treasure.
She's the one who keeps me grounded;
she is my centre.
She is beautiful, smart, thoughtful, clever
and by any measure,
the smartest thing I ever did was wed her.
(Still not sure what I did to impress her!)
We met many years ago in a choir,
and as events would transpire,
she became my heart's desire.
When I thought of her,
my heart would soar higher.
I just knew I wanted to be beside her
and I've always known
my love for her will never tire.
We have been married for twenty-five years.
There's been lots of smiles and laughter and, yes, a few tears,
ups and downs in our careers,
lots of faith, occasional fears,
but our love...the deepest kind of love...perseveres.
Chamois soft and diamond strong
kitten cute and tigress tough.
Childlike as a robin's song
and yet complex, strangely enough.
With you gone I always get antsy,
out of sorts and not-so-jingly.
With you here I feel romancey,
dancy, spry, and neck-hair-tingly.
The prize of your eyes a daily surprise
into their liquid grace I'm gazing.
You truly make our love lovely
and life's twisting maze amazing.
Like the fresh air a cool spring rain gave,
like a soak in a tension-soothing spa,
like spray from a warm Caribbean wave
you leave me in total ahhh.
// Celebrating Janet, my best friend and bride of 39 years //
Four and fifty Years Ago
By Franklin Price
11/21/2023
Four and fifty years ago
This day we swore our vows
To be together 'til we passed
No matter what, the wheres, the hows
Cancer and covid struck you down
Two and twenty months ago
Christ, in all his wisdom,
Took you from that awful flow
You are still within my heart
You are forever in my mind
You are looking down upon me
Have not left me far behind
When my days are also over
I will meet you at the gate
Then we will spend eternity
Jesus saved us for that fate
A jaunty couple of 95
celebrate anniversary #75
The candles on the cake are hot
but not as hot as our couple got
A knife cuts through the cake concealing
colors unexpected, but quite revealing
Red, orange, yellow, green, blue, black, purple, pink
'Oh, God!' cried the wife. 'I thought I winked.'
~ when I told the baker, 'for a coming-out party, I think.'
The Wedding Prayer
Your hand I hold,
your ring I place,
our future dreams to unfold.
I see you there,
all gowned in white,
our union we will share.
I pray my Lord,
this bond we hold,
will keep until we get old.
Past chapel fair,
past garden grounds,
our marriage we declare.
And if in sickness,
we cannot be as one,
being by each other’s side,
we preseve our love,
cherishing memories,
and to each other still abide.
by Martin Braun
2.23.2023