To my honey,
Nine years ago tonight, you made my dreams come true. You made me a wife, half of a whole. We gave the Lord a commitment to stay with each other through richer or poorer, sickness and in health, for better or worse, til death do us part. We've been richer, we've been poorer, we been healthier and we have been sicker. We've been better and we've been worse, but I love you more and more each day.
I loved you then, I love you now, and I will love you forever.
Til death do us part.
With all my love,