happy anniversary my grace

i thought i'd sneak this one in since she is still sleeping. i've always considered myself a romantic and certainly can define myself through my poetry. sometimes i think i wasted all the good ones on "the others" that have come and gone in my life but then i realize that all of those poems were just rough drafts. i was waiting to belong to the one that i know is the one for me. here is another work for another year, another one for a shoebox of memories:

put this one in the shoebox, my love
for i will write you a new one, my dear
i will tell you how much you are loved
and that we have loved another year

i am growing richer, my sweet
for i am the richest of all, my wife
i have such a beautiful, growing family fleet
all of this unpredictable beauty in my life

four years ago i could never imagine, my peach
that you and i would be together
and now i sit telling all of my reach
the love i have for you now, always, and forever

happy 3 year anniversary, my grace...you are my final draft