Every year I struggle to buy you a gift and the beauty of your soul knows it\'s not because love is absent
Much like the mutts new year has never ment much but now I get to celebrate the love for the mother of my child.
You was born on a day that the world gave a cheer, full of love and light like each spark that goes off in the night.
The most beautiful gift to hold so tight and given the blessing to call my wife, may each day after this be as wild as dancing with you in the moonlight.
For time became ours the moment we entwined.