My Marriage Vows Poem by Stephen Katona

We make a great pair,
A match so rare.
Each day we'll hug,
And be each other's drug.

I promise to protect,
Respect,
Be gentle,
Not judgemental,
And thoughtful,
Not scornful.

We'll make each memory last,
With photos from the past.
Pinned to the bathroom mirror,
What we have will seem clearer.
Regardless of fashion,
You'll always be my passion.
I'll look for signs on your face,
That you need a bit more space,
Speak words that are kind,
Respect your wonderful mind.
We're so great when combined,
The sum of our parts,
Gentle with each others hearts.
We'll do this and more,
Rise above clouds and soar.

I'll care for you when frail,
As long as I inhale.
Together we'll adapt,
So neither feels trapped.
I'll help you climb,
And give you enough time.
I'll even do my best to agree,
What we watch on TV.

Now I'd like to read aloud,
These things I have vowed,
On our wedding date each year,
With a voice quite sincere.

The first is paper,
To celebrate our fun caper.
Second will be cotton,
Our former selves forgotten.
Third is leather,
With us truly together.
The fifth sees us stood,
Close trees in a wood.
Ten years brings tin,
Now we share the same skin.
At fifteen we see crystal,
With no need for a pistol.
Twenty brings china,
Happy despite our angina.
At twenty-five you're even dearer,
Now we've reached the colour silver.
At thirty I'll give you a pearl,
Then we'll dance and twirl.
By fourty I'm no newbie,
We've found our ruby.
Fifty will be Gold,
Both now rather old.
Sixty sparkles like diamond,
For my life you've enlivened.
Seventy years sees platinum,
So long you've been my chum.

This and more I swear,
For our life as a pair.