There is love here, there is lusciousness of poetry, no people. People are either poison or magic, either way they break hearts. But there is love here and Christmases and a library. There are possibilities, of joy. – Sakshi Narula
As my husband
you are
the sharer of my dreams,
my support
when I am challenged,
and my very best friend
on this earth.
You are my refuge
when the day is long,
my shelter when times are hard,
and my partner in love
through this journey of life.
Yours is the face
I want to grow old with,
and yours are the arms
I wan wrapped around me
at the end of each day
for the rest of my life.
Merry Christmas.
