In truth not all of us would wish to climb.
For umpteen thousand days . . . but, well, who's countin'?
The two of you have trudged up this incline.
Yet what you see up there must be sublime. Your love has shaped your lives much as the weather
Erodes the Earth into majestic forms.
A half a century of life together
Reveals the rock beneath the mountain heather,
Splendidly unmoved by passing storms.
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