Dear Future Wife

Dear Future Wife,

How beautiful you are to me

Yet who knows if our eyes have met

It pains me to try living patiently

I will wait for you and will have no regrets

For one day I will give my all to you

And I pray that you will do the same

Whether rich or poor, I will remain true

As long as you hold my last name

You will be honored and served

You're wonderful like a work of art

To call you my wife, I'll be undeserved

My bride, you have already stolen my heart.

Love, 

Your Future Husband,

David

 

 

 

This poem is about: 
My family

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