Last morning, you left me with your warm words unbidden.
Usually I stumble across your old love letters,
Left on Post It notes, in the oddest of places in my home,
I seem to have forgotten to throw them away
Perhaps a part of me doesn’t want to let them go.
Wanting to remember that once I was loved
The way I always dreamed I could be.
Cherished like a precious jewel, beloved like a princess,
Admired as a smart, strong and talented woman,
Appreciated for all the little things I did
Now someone else gets to be wooed by you
Awakes to emails of songs that sing your stories
Awakes to sweet texts and voice mails just because
I hope she realizes truly what a gift she has in you
She has in your children,
She has in your relationship
I hope she fully Appreciates
ALL the cards you bring to the table.
Even if, sometimes, you drive her a little lovingly crazy.