Earlier this week Kyle surprised me at work with a beautiful bouquet of flowers and this original poem by Kyle that he wrote in the car on a sticky note! I'm not usually a love poem kind of girl, but Kyle's poems are sweet and yet make me laugh. A lot. Maybe someday I will share with you some of the others that are quite a bit more lengthy. The one about me staring at his butt always cracks me up. (no pun intended)
The roses were the first to wilt so I separated all the flowers and gave them new homes in my favorite milk glass.
The carnations are so pretty grouped all together. I love them!
I love him too!
Flashback 2 weeks ago... Kyle spent forever painting this part of the vaulted wall. I think he just liked playing up there. He is like a little kid sometimes and that's why I love him. And for his silly poems. And the flowers he brings me. And his cute butt.
2 comments:
Sweet poem! Poems about butts crack me up too.
Pretty much you have a great husband.
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