Happy Birthday

My wife, my friend
My love, the one I wed
I don't tell you often enough
What you mean to me
For me, expressing words out loud is tough
The best way for me is with the pen
That is why I am writing this instead
Your birthday was the day we first were us,
And so for me it is a day twice blessed.
I celebrate my having you twice over:
First, that you are you, then that you're mine.

I never felt a love so free and fine,
So much of me that I am but a lover,
So rich and full to crowd out all the rest,
The me I was before I turned to us.

I am so joyful to be part of us,
To be at home with you and not a guest,
To celebrate this day and not another,
To share with you a common boundary line.

We have been through so much together
Both good and bad weather
You share your life with me
Although at times we disagree
You love me for who I am
Even when that is no easy task
That's why
This year on your birthday
I want you to know how much you mean to me
I want you to know that the love we share is special
I want you to know that I am glad you got down on bended knee
To ask "Will you marry me?"
I know there were times when we both thought, "will we make it through?"
But now we know our love is really true
We were meant to be
You and me
Thank you for being you
Thank you for all you do
But most of all thank you for loving me
And for looking beyond the outside and truly being able to see
To see the real me
I celebrate today
The day you were born
And to simply say
Happy Birthday
My Love, My Friend