(Here is a short piece I wrote for my wife 3 years ago in honor of our wedding anniversary. Enjoy!)
There is no presumption on her part. She is only herself and has never tried to be another. She is the quintessential version of what I never knew I always wanted. She doesn’t know that I sometimes just watch her mouth when she speaks.
Her eyes, always sincere, add more to her words (which need no assistance) but assist them all the more. She makes me smile. She is the gift from God to the man I wish I always was. She sees my flaws and yet loves still. She sees my quarks and yes, laughs. She sees my pain and endures with me.
She takes my breath and heart away…and I bid them adieu for I am a better man with them in her possession.
She is my wife.