Thinking of You.

This is no cliché…and neither is it a platitude. After 27 years of marriage, you've become my sun, my moon, my guiding star, my kind of wonderful.



I know there is only one like you because there is no way God could have made any other woman like you. You're like the first morning dew on my brand new day. In you I've found so many things…among which is a love so new that only you could bring.

(Adapted from "You're The First, The Last, My Everything" by Barry White).