This was a quick little poem I wrote for Joanne's 41st Birthday. I didn't have time to do it proper justice - it's literally a 10 minute job - but it works.
Happy Birthday to my wonderful wife
who provides me with the joy and love in my life
Who puts up with all my weird little ways
and decorates my heart with her love al-ways
She's given me my two beautiful boys
Who make a huge mess and don't pick up their toys
who fill up our house with laughter and fun
yes... happy birthday Joey. You're my number one.
She loves telly, home renovation shows
but she doesn't like barking (as our neighbour knows)
and she loves to play games on our PC
like Zuma and luxor and bejeweled you see.
but she's a joey leader too and great with the kids
although I must say that ours eat like pigs
and she's good with the homework, dedicated and kind
I couldn't do it - I'd go out of my mind.
And now that she's notched up another great year
she's a tiny bit older, but there's no need to fear
For she's still that same Joey I met so long ago
Actually... twenty eight years - for those in the know.
So Happy Birthday dear Joey, this poem is for you.
To celebrate half-way to eighty-two
And even though sometimes you give me the sh1ts...
You're still a great wife and I love you to bits!