In marriage's journey, I've learned to see,
What brings true joy to my wife and me.
Happiness blooms when I truly hear,
Her heart's soft whispers, without fixing fear.
Be present beside her when feelings run deep,
No need for solutions, just presence I keep.
After love's passion, I stay in her arms,
Cuddle and hold through her sweetest charms.
I value her words, don't discount or dismiss,
Weave in her ideas with a grateful kiss.
Let her chase passions that light up her soul,
Join in her world and together grow whole.
She nurtures me sweetly in ways big and small,
Cooking with love, decorating the hall.
Gardening blooms that she tends with such care,
I let her give freely, her gifts I don't spare.
A husband grows stronger by serving her light,
Honoring her spirit from morning till night.
In listening, staying, and letting her be,
Our marriage finds heaven in sweet harmony.
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