These things are for you, I hope you see it.

Feathered Promise

Each workday drive, a path we know so well,

Familiar scenes like pages swiftly turned.

But then your joyous gasp, a sudden spell,

Your finger points where geese like magic dwell.

Their feathered forms etch pictures on the land,

A sight that makes your eyes with wonder burn.

"Look!" echoes soft, a touch upon my hand,

A silent pact, a promise we have learned.

Though work demands that we must onward race,

A vision lingers of a gentler space.

Someday we'll pause amidst that quiet scene.

Guiding Star

Though words may falter when I speak your name,

My heart finds boundless joy within your eyes.

Each time my thoughts drift to your gentle flame,

My soul gives thanks for such a cherished prize.

You are the haven where my mind rests,

A constant star that guides me on my way.

With tender care, you soothe my worst unrest, Understanding shines in all you do and say.

No other person's love could make my being sing,

Your presence paints the world with brighter hue.

Through every season, my love for you rings,

I'm blessed by Him, forever true.

And so, my cherished Nat, with all my heart,

I thank God for the day we met.