Happy 2nd Anniversary!

To My Dear and Loving Husband

by Anne Bradstreet

If ever two were one, then surely we.

If ever man were lov'd by wife, then thee;

If ever wife was happy in man,

Compare with me ye women if you can.

I prize thy love more than whole Mines of gold.

Or all the riches that the East doth hold. 

My love is such that Rivers cannot quench,

Nor ought but love from thee, give recompence.

Thy love is such I can no way repay,

The heavens reward thee manifold I pray. 

Then while we live, in love lets so persever,

That when we live no more, we may live ever.

I'm still working on my own poetry, so until I feel I can say it better, I'll let poets like Anne Bradstreet take the helm in describing the first two great years of marriage to my best friend Jeff.  

Love you sweetie,

Amy