Many words of beauty, have I heard in life...
Nothing on Earth, here, may compare to the
love, my love, I hold for my wife.
My wife my love, who holds me in her sight...
She is my guide, my heart, my hope, my light.
I am always surrenderering to her beauty, in smiles
that twinkle, to me on....
They surround me with a full feeling, I of warmth
among the love's forrested-vine.
She grows on me each day...
She's the reason, here on Earth-I stay!
Michael Gale
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-love-my-wife-2/
