Double haiku (acrostic no less!) from my husband for my birthday, 2018:
My wife, my whole life,
Always caring and serving,
Redeems me through grace.
Talented artist
Heals hearts with wisdom and prose;
Ageless beauty, she.
Poem for my birthday from my husband, 2017:
Today is her birthday.
She didn’t ask for much –
just some flowers and nice words.
She never asks for much –
just the hardest things for me give:
patience
kindness
compassion
tenderness…
simple gifts that cost nothing
but my ego and pride
which I, shamefully,
have treasured more than gold.
For forty and four sun-cycles
she has lived;
I’ve known her for nineteen of them
and lived with her
longer than any other –
even my own family.
She is
a writer, poet, teacher, and mother
my closest family and confidant.
She has
loved, honored, and stayed with me
even when I have not been
loving, honorable, or companionable.
Today is her birthday.
She doesn’t ask for much
just some flowers
and nice words
and the hardest gift for me to find:
to be a better man.
She deserves the best.
Thank you, honey. You know words are my favorite gift. :* Thank you,
Craftie Beaver 