A tribute to us ...

The yellow leaves against the black bark of trees, falling as the chilling wind blows;
The pleasant smell of burning pine cones emanating from fireplaces, accompanying the excitement of the first snow;
The sweet smell of peach blossoms;
The cloudless blue skies and the long, bright sunny days.

We walked through the four seasons together hand in hand.
May we walk the next four decades together still hand in hand.