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How
do I put into words how much you mean to me?
I vividly remember the time we first met...
As my horse galloped
along the floral meadow, I looked up to find you riding just over
the crest of the hill. The setting sun created a silhouette that was
a fitting background for a man so handsome as you. Smiling, I rode
toward you trying to think of something to say that would make it
appear as if I were not being so forthright, but I wanted to know
you. Something made me feel that we were destined to
meet.
I had overheard the
people of the village talking about you, of the hard life you had
lived, and of the war that had almost taken your life. Studying you,
it did not appear that you could have been through anything so trying. Sensing
my approach, you looked up with such an endearing gaze. Your bold
features, those of a man of strength, had a gentleness that put me
at ease. The twinkle in your eyes and wondrous smile, alone, sent
sensations through me that I struggled to contain.
So began our conversations
that, at times, lasted well into the early morning hours. A man of
such honor and integrity I had not known until you came into my life.
You had to but enter a room for my heart to flutter with the love
that had grown as time passed. The gaze of such a handsome man that
peaked my interest, in the beginning, was soon surpassed by your kind
and gentle ways. We bonded so intensely that I had no doubt we would
share a lifetime of committed love.
The blissful day
that you proposed to me is so etched in my heart and mind. Riding
our horses near the waters edge, I wondered why you seemed to
follow rather than ride beside me as you had always done. As I turned
to see if anything was wrong, I remember how you then lifted the rose
that held the glowing band of gold on a leaf of the stem. Such was
your way, of surprising me when I least expected it. You, the man
I cherish.
How our children
seem to look so much like you. The oldest, our daughter, fair-minded,
loving, and gentle in her ways. And our son, how he adopted your values
and passions in life. I often wonder how I could be so lucky to have
been blessed with a family such as ours. My prayers will be answered
if our children can maintain the strength of commitment that we have
had throughout the years. How I adore you for being there for us.
Our children
now have beautiful children of their own. Though the years have gone
by, it only seems like yesterday when I glanced and saw you along
the hillcrest--the man who won my heart. It has been a year since
you took your place with the angels above. You will forever live in
my heart. I journal my thoughts only as a token of my love for you, love of
all loves. I will always be close to you, my darling, for I will always
remember the flames of our love.
Flames of Our Love© Karen
Sarnecki, 2002
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