POETRY

I have loved you
since the day my eyes first found you—
coming from the well,
a calabash of water
resting gently upon your head.

In that quiet morning,
the sun rose to greet your beauty,
and in its golden light,
I saw not just a woman,
but the beginning of my forever.

You chose to walk beside me as my wife,
you gave yourself to the promise of our home,
to be the mother of our children,
the keeper of our shared dreams.

Now, whenever I stand before the baobab tree,
I am reminded of us—
our love, deeply rooted,
unshaken by time,
unmoved by storms.

When I pass by the flowing stream,
I hear the rhythm of our hearts,
our love moving endlessly between us,
gentle, constant, alive.

And at the dip tank, I am reminded—
not of earth alone, but of heaven—
of the Holy Spirit,
who cleanses and renews,
so that our love may remain pure,
and forever dwell within us.

I loved you then,
I love you now,
and I will love you always,
my dearest wife.

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