In the tapestry of years, we've sewn our thread, Thirty summers and winters, where love was fed. Oh Laney, my heart's unwavering duet, In harmony and laughter, we've always met. In Portugal's sun and Wales' gentle rain, Every whisper of wind calls your name. Believe, my love, how beautiful you are, A radiant moon beneath each nightly star. Now in retired embrace, let's dance through days, In both cherished homes, where memories blaze. Together, we've wandered, and still we shall roam, With you, my dear Laney, I am always at home.