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Through 39 years our love has grown,
A fantastical saga all our own.
Hand in hand, we've weathered time,
In this journey, a tale sublime.

From youthful days to silvered hair,
Together we've faced each joy and care.
Through highs and lows, we've found our way,
In this epic dance of night and day.

Memories woven like threads of gold,
In the tapestry of stories old.
Bound by love's enduring tether,
Our saga weaves on, now and forever.

So here's to us, in jubilee,
Embracing life's grand symphony.
With hearts entwined, we stand as one,
In this 39-year odyssey, never done.

On Lexi's special day, let's shout "Hooray!"
A funny birthday poem, we'll convey.
With dogs at her feet and daisies in bloom,
Crafts and laughter will fill the room.

Lexi, oh Lexi, so full of cheer,
Your birthday's here, a day so dear.
With books in hand and creativity bright,
You fill our world with pure delight.

Your canine friend with wagging tail,
In your heart, they never fail.
Daisies dancing in the sun's warm rays,
Symbolizing joy in countless ways.

Crafts you weave with skillful hands,
Turning dreams into tangible lands.
So on this day, we raise a toast,
To Lexi, a friend we love the most.

May your year ahead be blessed and true,
Filled with happiness in all you do.
Happy birthday to Lexi, so dear,
May your laughter echo through the year!

In Tampa's warm and sunny embrace,
Bowen celebrates his 58th birthday's grace.
Freckles like stars upon his face,
A beard that adds a touch of lace.

Dad to three sons, his pride and joy,
Guiding them like a lawyer, oh so coy.
But behind the bar, a bartender with glee,
Mixing drinks and laughter, setting spirits free.

His love for rum, a passion strong,
In every sip, memories throng.
A dog named Grace, his loyal friend,
By his side until the very end.

Funny and witty, with humor to spare,
Bowen's presence fills the air.
In Tampa's heart, he finds his place,
A man of many roles, many a face.

In shadows deep, where doubts reside,
I question all I've tried to hide.
Did I give my all, my very best?
Or falter in this endless quest?

Each step I took, with heart aflame,
Yet whispers haunt me all the same.
Could more have done, or was it fate,
That led me to this uncertain state?

The mirror's gaze, a silent stone,
Reflects a doubt I've always known.
I strive, I push, I reach for more,
But still, these questions gnaw and gnaw.

Perhaps it's not the what or how,
But finding peace within me now.
To know I gave my all, no less,
And let go of this doubt's caress.

So let me stand, both strong and true,
Believing in the best I do.
For in the end, as shadows part,
I find my answer in my heart.