My words are not elegant,
Not the stuff of flowery cards,
But I write my love letters to you
Each and every day, without fail.
I write them as we dance in the kitchen
Singing silly songs, swaying to and fro.
I write them as I watch you sleep,
Gratitude filing my heart in the early morning light.
I write them in the little things,
The kindness, the thoughtfulness.
The friendship, unwavering,
My love for you only grows.
In darkness you are my light,
In light, you are my joy.
Each and every day,
Another chance to write love letters to you,
To share the path wherever it may lead,
Each twist and turn
Another sonnet sung in praise,
My love letters written on a grateful heart.