| To My Husband Bill by Patty Skupaka |
| When I met you twenty three years ago, I wasn't sure how it would go. You've stuck by me through thick and thin, The harder the times, the stronger you've been. |
| I've laughed, I've cried along with you, You'd always say, we will get through. You've worked so hard for your family, So we all could live comfortably. |
| You've never hid your love from me, It's always there for me to see. You prove your love everyday, In everything you do and say. |
| Your love comes from deep inside, Always welcoming, your arms open wide. Patience is a virtue, they say, You have proven that day after day. |
| With all your heart, You love me tender. The patience you've shown me, I'll always remember. |
| I'll love you, William, Till the day I die. You see, my sweet, You're my kind of guy. I Love you. Patty |
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