There she stands, by our window,
Red hair freely flowing;
Eyes, glinting as the sun rises;
Skin so fair and radiantly glowing.
Sunlight playfully dances on her perfect silhouette,
Casting her in vivid beauty forevermore;
Immortalised in memory from this point
Onto the days of yore.
Hugging her from behind,
Our embrace felt so warm, so tight.
She turns to kiss my neck
And lets me know that everything will be alright.
It's been a long road to get to you, my dear,
With many a tumble and fall.
Yet, being here with you now,
Seeing your beautiful smile, I'm glad I went through it all.
Forgive me if I remember every freckle,
every line, and every detail
For I'll be telling this story with a chuckle
To our dearest children, Voltaire and Abigail.
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