Sunday will be 34 years from the night I proposed to my wife. I've never written a poem, but I did want to do something special because recently we had been reminiscing about that night.When she wakes up Sunday morning she'll find a dozen roses, and a card with this poem inside. I hope she likes it.
December 20, 1975
There she sat, radiant as always
It really hadn’t been that many days
Still, I realized how much I’d missed her,
My mind was made up and it couldn’t have been simpler.
Falling in love with her had been effortless,
It had been a fairy tale and she was truly my princess
It was her I’d chosen
I had to ask the question
Was I nervous and anxious?
After all, she was matchless, priceless and gorgeous
If I was, I needn’t have been
Her face lit up and immediately I knew deep down within
Forever she’d be mine, not just my wife
But my eternal love, my best friend for the rest of my life.
Years have passed but one thing I know
My feelings were right, and have continued to grow,
Since that wonderful magical night,
34 years ago.
