He is a prince of a man.
I know of few who are so kind.
I was blessed to meet him when I was just sixteen.
He is loved, admired, and respected by many.
He is the much loved father and step-father to eight children.
Seventeen children call him Grandpa.
Many in the city respectfully call him Mr. Wessely.
He was a teacher, counselor, and principal to thousands.
|My German Prince|
Heidleberg Castle, Heidleberg, Germany
The place where his parents married.
I am the woman who is greatly blessed to be his wife.
We've had a wonderful life together.
I am blessed to have him as my companion.
I wrote this poem for him a few years back as anniversary gift.
Night breathing through a machine -
The sound: smooth, quiet, regular,
providing a white noise of sorts.
You, my masked lover, are my lifeline -
solid, strong, masculine, unmovable.
Rock of my daily experience.
Anchor for my heart and life.
All these words cannot express
That I thank God for
When I embrace
Happy Birthday, Dear.
Here's to many, many more!