Thirty-seven years, a tapestry woven with threads of faith, A love like Vicki's, a devotion of worth. Through sun-drenched days and shadows of grief's dark wraith, Your spirit shines, a beacon of light on Earth.

Thirty-six years past, a son with golden hair, Young Joshua's laughter, a memory held dear. Though fate dealt a blow, a sorrow beyond compare, Your strength, my love, banished every fear.

The pages of Scripture, your solace and guide, Honesty, truth, and faithfulness your creed. Through trials endured, you stood strong by my side, Compassionate, loving, a heart that would bleed.

Five years have passed since Joshua took flight, Yet your grace endures, a testament true. Resilience and love, a radiant, guiding light, Sustaining our family, me and you.

Even Girly Girl, with fur white as snow, Her star-marked eye, a cherished, sweet face, Though gone from our sight, her memory will grow, Leaving love's imprint in this sacred space.

My Vicki, my love, my life's unwavering star, Your beauty and strength, a wonder to see. My heart overflows, reaching far and near, Wishing for thirty-seven years more, with thee.