Found this post on another board, and though I'm not familiar with the author, the sentiment is lovely.
from Starhawk's "The Fifth Sacred Thing":
My love, you are a river fed by many streams
I bless all who have shaped you,
The lovers whose delights still dance patterns on your back,
Those who carved your channels deeper, broader, wider,
Whitewater and backwater lovers,
Swamp lovers , sun-warmed estuary lovers,
Lovers with surface tension,
Lovers like boulders,
Like ice forming and breaking,
Lovers that fill and spill with the tides.
I bless those who have taught you
and those who have pleased you
and those who have hurt you.
All those who have made you who you are.