Ubi enim est thesaurus tuus, ibi est et cor tuum.
You’ve stood by me through thick and thin.
We’ve been through houses and hospitals and travails and travels around the world.
We finish each other’s thoughts and sentences, (much to Poo’s chagrin,)
I don’t know what I’d do without you.
To quote a silly old country song,
When my life is through,
And the Angels ask me to recall
The thrill of it all, then I will tell them
I remember you …
I love you,
I do,
more than I can tell you,
more than I ever did, eight years ago.