"Today is a good day. It is the most blessed of days in the calendar of love. It is Sheila's birthday and I can tell you with every confidence that the angels above are aware of her presence on this earth.
It would be most ungentlemanly of me to tell you her age; not that you would believe me in the slightest if I did! Let's say, look at her, think of how old she looks and then add on another decade. She is the only woman I have ever known, who in her youth put the Mona Lisa to shame with the beauty of her radiant smile and the hidden depth of her sparkling eyes that contains unspoken promises yet to yield .
Until I met Sheila, I never knew that a person could naturally be so selfless, so generous and so sensitive to the needs of another. In the four years I have known her, I have neither heard one bad word escape her lips about another person nor have I ever come across anyone who thought unkindly of her. Oh what we wouldn't give to be held in such high regard by those who know us!
When we first met in Gascoigns in Haworth on December 15th, 2010, little did I realise then that we would be wed within two years on my 70th birthday. Six months after we had married, I was diagnosed with a terminal illness and although it did seem most unfair at the time, I can honestly say that the past two years have been the happiest I have ever known. Not only has Sheila been there for me, but from first opening my eyes on a morning to closing them at night, she has lovingly attended to my every need. I tell you most truly, no man was ever loved as much as I am. I was recently asked by a young person what it was like to be truly loved, so I took hold of their ipod and deleted all the music on it except one song; the one they loved the most. Then I recited the poem I wrote for Sheila which I enclose below. Happy birthday sweetheart. I love you dearly. Bill xxx
"If tomorrow starts without me, don't let it spoil your day,
I'll still be there to guide you,
I know you'll find your way.
For you're everyone and everything that life did mean to me,
I wouldn't see you wanting and I'd always see you free
to walk where Nature takes you, to do what you must do,
to dance when the urge moves you and to learn to sit out too.
If tomorrow starts without me, you will not be alone,
for they'll be no grieving or despair,
no fond memories to disown.
The thing that made me love you on first sight
that very day we met,
was how you stood out from the crowd in a way I won't forget.
You stood so proud and walked so tall as though you wore a crown,
I turned at once to leave you there, but you bade me to sit down.
I gazed upon your features as you softly spoke your name
and when I sat beside you, I sensed you'd lit the flame.
Once ignited with your power of love and the onslaught of your heart,
the passion in my loins stirred deep, no movement there could part
the marriage of our very souls, the gel that bound our love,
the joined-up sparks of mis-spent youth, the love coo of a dove.
We laughed, we kissed, we talked, we joked, we courted then we wed,
and though fourteen years divided us, you took me to your bed.
Even though you were my lady, the one fit to wear the crown,
you placed that bauble on my head and let me rule our home.
Each precious hour and moment since
you've met my every need,
from morning light 'til evening dark, you let me take the lead.
No more could one man ask for from the woman of his dreams,
no Sheila better served or loved a man like me it seems."
November 29th, 2014.