My Wife

JULIE

You are as stunning as twilight
Daily, I yearn for you
Like a flower for spring rain

Your eyes
Comparable to fall’s quilt of rich hues
Comforts me

Your unyielding, faded jeans
The color of Carolina skies
Portrays your countenance

My wife,
Sweet you are
Like a honey soaked moon.
Thus, a good mother you will make
To our baby in your womb

*Written before Hunter was born