He is Hobbes when I am CalvinHe is the shoe when I want to be a sockHe is water when I want whiskey (he can be soda too)He is Woody when I want to be BuzzHe is Pon when I want to be ZiAnd he is Vice when I want to be Versa (and sometimes the other way too)He is the string in a pair of pajamasHe is the S on the superman logoHe is laughter when I need some lightening up.And sometimes he is the tears too.He is there—an unfailing safety netHe persists long after I have given upHe brings a perspective I would have never seenHe listens patiently even when he knows I am wrongHe has in him a capacity to love like no one elseAlso to annoy like nobody else. (wonder if they go together too) He is a part of me.
Happy birthday to the love of my life. I am so glad we
are. :)
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Published on August 29, 2014 14:55