Mid afternoon, half past lunch.
I sit sweetly here,
How we came to past?
This gift of a marriage, based on mutual trust.
All the blessings,
I somehow, in some small way,
take for granted almost everyday.
Your smile-which I Love.
The way your hand fits snugly into my own-
a perfect fit, just right.
Enough food to Eat.
A big beautiful house and
all of our lovely fur-kids.
All These things I take for granted,
would be impossible, if it were not
for the luck of meeting and loving You.
You are my favorite companion,
I get lost in memories of all the many
happy times. We have had our ups and downs,
But I always make my way, back home to You.