Living in his shadow is actually quite warm.
Tucked in close beside him, right underneath his arm.
I could live forever, quite happy and content,
Living with the title of "my husband's ornament".
Shadows mean for some, a life of solitude and cold.
His shadow means to me a life of warmth as I grow old.
I'll never leave his shadow, Not willingly you see.
Because living in his shadow...well...it means the world to me.
-Angela Ianni, 2008
Writing has always seemed a more expressive means of communicating for me. I get to write, re-write and edit my thoughts until the words express exactly what I am feeling in that moment. On the eve of my husband's birthday, I felt it necessary to break this old poem out and publicly announce, through my writing, that I am very grateful for his existence in the world and to let him know that he has forever changed mine.
I love you Steven.
Happy Birthday.
That brought tears to my eyes. You two are such an amazing couple......I can only hope one day to have such a loving relationship as yours. Oh, and Happy Birthday Steve!!
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