There is no other person I would rather spend my life with—
No brighter star, no softer truth my heart could ever myth.
In crowded rooms or silent hours, your presence brings me peace,
A quiet joy, a steady flame that time cannot decrease.
Your laughter lines the walls of days I never want to end,
A thousand moments woven close, where lover meets best friend.
No roadmap needed, no disguise—just honesty and grace,
A gentle strength, a kindred soul, a home in your embrace.
Through storm or sun, through loss or light, I choose you every time,
No summit too impossible, no valley too steep to climb.
Together, we are something rare—a bond that holds us true.
And if I lived a thousand lives, I’d still come back to you.
Thank-you for reading.
Remember there are many paths back to God.
Follow your own path,
Brenda Marie
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