Come, my best girl
to our marriage bed
my whole world
from youth to death

And if I should die
before I rise
I’ve lived my life
reflected in your eyes

Running a bit behind in my poem-a-day-ing, for good reason--celebrating my daughter’s tenth birthday! Wow, wow, time flies and she is soooo grown up. At any rate, I will catch up here soon, with any luck. Fingers crossed.