I am feeling particularly loving towards my husband today. I also feel like reading some good ol’ American literature. Put those two things together and you get this:
To My Dear and Loving Husband
If ever two were one, then surely we.
If ever man were loved by wife, then thee;
If ever wife was happy in a man,
Compare with me, ye women, if you can.
I prize thy love more than whole mines of gold
Or all the riches that the East doth hold.
My love is such that rivers cannot quench,
Nor ought but love from thee, give recompense.
Thy love is such I can no way repay,
The heavens reward thee manifold, I pray.
Then while we live, in love let’s so persevere
That when we live no more, we may live ever.
-Ann Bradstreet (1678)
Thank you, Mrs. Bradstreet, for your beautiful poetry. And thank you, Samuel, for being my dear and loving husband. I love you!
Me + Three {and counting} 
aww. I’ll try to write somthing to reply.
nicely, I do not place words together
but with you my dear i’ll love forever
with my words I’ll try and be true
to the love and passion I hold for you
so with this poem I tell you clear
my love for you will grow every year
and when your old and lose your looks
I’ll still love you because you can cook.
haha
love you silly girl
That was beautiful, Sammy! What if I lose my ability to cook though?
uh. then you are screwed. haha.
That was very pretty Amber and pretty funny of Sam. haha your blogs are funny… oh and educational
Thanks, Sarah Amber Allifair! haha..Did I misspell your name? Spellcheck does not recognize “Allifair” haha.