By JOAN M KOP
Why do I love you?
Let me tell you why . . .
I love you for the romance you offered me
On cold and rainy nights.
I love you for the way I feel within your arms
When you hold me so tight.
I love you for your big, beautiful smile
As you look approvingly on me.
I love you for bragging to others about me
I’m special, they can see.
I love you for the sound of your voice
As you whisper I love you.
I love you for the softness of your kiss
And sweet caresses, too.
I love you for the masculine way about you
It makes me crave being feminine.
I love you for your loyalty shown deep
For me and things I hold genuine.
I love you for making all my problems
Seem miniscule and few.
I love you for your ability to sing and dance
And make me laugh, too.
I love you when I am feeling sick or weak,
Then you emerge strong.
I love you for your interest in sports,
Keeping you out of my hair.
I love you for always being there for me
You always show you care.
I love you for helping me realize my dreams
In this my only life.
But I love you most especially for choosing me
To be your wife.