I'm now going to read a poem that i wrote for my husband,
on this our very special day.
And i wonder if i might have let you slip away, and are you gone for good.
And i wonder is there something left that i could say...
If i told you
All the words i've yet to say
I wonder if i told you...
would they matter, or would you simply turn and walk away...
And now that its been fifty years i still have you to dry my tears
And sheild me from all fears and harms
Heres to fifty more years in your arms
I wonder if its true... I wonder if i hold you... i wonder
If i hold you, will you tell me i should go
do i chance it or would it just be better not to know
Would it just be better... not to know

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