I searched through books and leafed through cards, For words that would convey, what I had in my heart, but when I sat down to write, all I can write was….I love you
Once a five year old asked her big brother, What is love? He replied, Love is when you steal my chocolate from my school pack everyday, and I still keep it in the same place!
May the spring of your love be tender and sweet, the summer be rich and fulfilling and deep, the autumn be warm and rewarding, complete, and always… let there be love.
I’ve noticed that being with you, I smile a little more often, I anger a little less quickly, The sun shines a little brighter, And life is much sweeter. I love You!
In the midst of golden dusk, my fingers entwined in yours, head resting on nook of your arm, breathing your fragrance, intoxicated, I find myself… all over again!