For the times that I have grumbled,
Or the times that I have whined,
Or the times that I have broken down
In front of you and cried.
For being a needed constant
In an ever changing life,
For being quite receptive
To recollections of my strife.
I hope that in return I’ve been
Happy for reciprocated woes
Or I’ve shown to you my gratitude
Which I hope this poem shows.