Monday morning I was sick. Like REALLY sick, so I didn’t go in to work. However, Tuesday morning I was greeted by a Birthday Kick-Off Love Poem from my Pookie:
The nights reflection soft on your skin
A light breeze stirs your hair ever so gently,
Walking next to you, it feels like life is ready to begin
And the value of our love grows deeply.
The moon lights up your eyes
As deep as the depths of the ocean
When I look at you it makes me want to cry
With a renewed sense of devotion.
Your hand finds mine and our fingers close together
Our spirits unhampered by the weather
Makes me glad we’re near each other
And that our love will last forever.
Love you,
Pookie
Thank honey. I love you too!
4 comments:
Wow! That is so sweet. Matt, you are a poet and a romantic.
Happy Birthday, Abby. We love you.
What can I say? Deep down, I'm a romantic.
Nice poem. You are 1 lucky gal.
oh matt!! this was not the side of you i saw that first night i met you when i decided you were not my type!! hahahaha i love you guys!!!
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