I didn’t know you’d named your kids
when 52 years ago we met.
But knew we both liked children.

I didn’t know your courage full
though watched you lose a second sister
and then trust the Lord when we lost Matthew.

I didn’t know that your habit of remembering
birthdays and anniversaries would become
the cherishing of our neighbors’ names.

I didn’t know the command of words
that saw mistakes, would develop into
powerful persuasion by speech and pen.

You are a treasure house and a treasure.

Ross
December 2018

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