For My Wife
My love, you are the steady flame
That burns when winter winds are wild—
A constant in life’s changing game,
My harbor, compass, and my child’s
First memory of gentle grace.
With you, each ordinary place
Becomes a canvas, bright and new.
This year, I’ll walk each path with you.
For Our Family
Roots deep in love, branches held high—
Our family tree against the sky.
Each laugh that echoes through these halls,
Each triumph, each tear when one falls,
Weaves threads into a tapestry
Of what we are and meant to be.
In this new chapter, we’ll write more—
Our story’s knocking at the door.
For Our Friends
Dear friends, you are the chosen kin,
The mirrors showing who we’ve been
And who we might become. Your light
Makes even ordinary nights
Sparkle with understanding’s gleam,
Real as the earth, bright as a dream.
You are the wine that ages best,
The welcome and the needed rest.
A Toast for the Turning Year
Let’s raise a glass to what’s ahead—
Not just to goals and plans we’ve pled,
But to the moments still unseen:
The quiet talks, the in-between,
The courage found in simple acts,
The love that bends but never cracks.
So here’s to us—a circle, true,
Made stronger by the year we’ve passed.
However far our journeys cast,
This love will be our north star, bright,
Guiding us all through coming night,
Into a New Year’s dawning light.