My Love, My friendA Poem by Vineet BhardwajAn ode to my wife on 19th anniversaryMY LOVE, MY FRIEND
She is my friend, my best friend Who loves me, who knows me.
When I talk to her, She listens to everything, Her eyes reflect my image, I fall in love and there’s spring.
Anybody can find me in her smile, I pass through her day umpteen times, I continuously speak in her talks, Her voice resembles chimes.
No matter she is with friends or kids, Wherever she goes, I am with her, Holding hearts through out, She’s our anchor.
When she is far away, I travel along in her thoughts, I am not with myself, And despite the distance, she calls the shots.
Her magnetic eyes pull my heart, The magic of her hair, the relief in her company, When she cares, I thrive, Time stops, there’s eternal symphony.
She is my friend, my best friend, Who loves me, who knows me...
© 2013 Vineet Bhardwaj |
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