I love your rosy lips, your bright smile as you try on different hats My Love,
looking in the mirror, looking to me for a sense of validation.
And if you wear this one My Love, no one will ever see me kissing
your cheek, under the brim.
Yes, you will always be beautiful
to me, with or without
your hat on.
Note: My wife wears hats all the time (except at home) because she needs to, having had cancer twice now.
Yet you will not find a more positive, beautiful person.
Two things keep us going as a couple and separately…….our faith in God…… and our love for each other.
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