I Carolyn take you John, to be my lawfully wedded husband
- but not during planting, calving, hunting or harvesting season
Through better and worse
- corn, bean and calf prices
In sickness and in health
-even when he acts like our 6 year old or waits til it's so bad he HAS to go to the doctor!
For richer, for poorer
-looks good on paper!
Til death do us part
Through flooded basements every spring
And chasing black cows on a moonless night
-great "together" time
And comparing childbirth to cow calving!
-"can't you just pull her out?"
Through grain bins blown apart and hay fires,
God keeps us together
-and lets us pick asparagus every Spring.
May the laughter never end.
by Carolyn White