To you my Dear

My Dear, when your hand held mine, a loss of time, a soft care, fun in the air, in a warm loft, with a cool waft, a pure rush, a hint of love,

Then oh my dear, a year flew, my soul grew and here, your face was full of life, hope in your eyes, to say I fell, time will tell that you are mine, and I am all for you, our love is rare and true,

And oh, my dear, when I met you, I just knew, you are my home and I am your core,

You are the sun to my haze, the lock to my safe, the calm to my busy, the brew to my beer, the blue to my sky, the glow to my life,

You are the dad to our boy, my aged joy, the life to our vows, you are my who I want life with then and now,

To you my dear, our son is our true gift, but you are the why I live, for you are my life and I am your wife,

And you will be the last I love you I will ever say, on my last day, for you my dear are whom I will die with, you are it, and I am so in love with you, and the man you grew into.