A Poem for my Husband

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Love always seemed something for the matured mind

So when I thought I found it at an early age, I also waited for it to phase out

Remember that cliché that “most people spend their lives searching for ‘our’ kind of love”?  That’s the feeling I felt from the first time I saw his cute face

It couldn’t be love, I was so sure but it’s been years now

Yet I feared to marry him. I didn’t want to run mad out of my mind for love, so strong, so powerful, and so real. It doesn’t feel like child’s play anymore. Every day brings a wonderful memory of spontaneous moment to cherish.

I feel gratified in the way he loves our children

I feel gratified in the way he looks forward to every moment with me

I feel gratified in the way he looks at me on the sly, not knowing I see him from the corner of my eye

I feel gratified in the way he wakes up early to study my face while I sleep

I feel his love in the way he worries about my every discomfort

I feel his love in the way he works hard to provide and give me comfort

I hope he knows I adore him too because I’d be lost without him.

I love you baby . . . In a million births, I’d choose you still

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