Five Years
This past Sunday, before a small group of friends who joined us for a private party at our favorite North End restaurant, I said these words to my precious, beloved beowabbit:
When I look into your eyes, my heart feels the joy of a puppy, or the peacefulness of a swan, or the cheerful mischief of a blue jay, or the loving protectiveness of a mare.
In this life you will feel no rain, for I will be sanctuary for you. In this life you will feel no cold, for I will warm you always. In this life there will be no isolation for you, for my heart stays with you wherever you go. In this life there will be no loneliness for you, for I will be eternally by your side.
Thank you, my darling, for five beautiful years of love, and so many more ahead!
When I look into your eyes, my heart feels the joy of a puppy, or the peacefulness of a swan, or the cheerful mischief of a blue jay, or the loving protectiveness of a mare.
In this life you will feel no rain, for I will be sanctuary for you. In this life you will feel no cold, for I will warm you always. In this life there will be no isolation for you, for my heart stays with you wherever you go. In this life there will be no loneliness for you, for I will be eternally by your side.
Thank you, my darling, for five beautiful years of love, and so many more ahead!