In thirty-nine years, a tapestry spun, With threads of dreams and days in the sun, John by my side, in laughter and tears, Building a life through the shifting years. Our children grew like the tall, sturdy trees, Rooted in love, swaying with the breeze. Patient and caring, you nurtured the land, Lending your heart and your steady hand. From bonkers ideas to a shared vision's call, A smallholding dream, we cherished it all. Sheep, goats, and alpacas roam, Ducks, chickens, turkeys find their home. Geese guard the pastures in tireless flight, While the tortoise ambles through morning light. Happy anniversary, my anchor, my friend, To thirty-nine years, with love without end.