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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Dearest Ann , today the world completes a soft, golden circle 'round the sun, and in that warmth, your name repeats as if the stars know what you have done: Loved me through the fires, Kissed me through storms, Held me when I broke and rebuilt me to what I am. Ten years, my love, and still I learn how you fold forgiveness into fire, how your silence sings, how your eyes burn with a holy, undying desire. You have bled and bloomed, You're grace in motion, a garden that grew in droughts of emotion. You are the moonlight that unbuttons the dark, the ache in my chest when we’re apart, the hush in the house that feels like art, the echo of God’s own beating heart. Your breath is a hymn I rise to each dawn, your skin—like silk where my soul is drawn. I have watched you weep and not wither, watched you laugh with pain still in your chest, watched you give more when there was little left, my love, in every way, you will always be the one. Ann, if I could make this moment a rose, I would press it in time where no one knows. If I could write this love on your skin, you would feel how deep it goes within. So on your birthday, beloved Ann, let me unwrap your soul tonight: not just with hands, but with reverence rare, to honor the fire in how you care. To thank you with touch, with eyes, with breath, for every “yes” you gave through death. Through heartache, hope, and holy repair, you stayed. You stayed. And you are still here. Let me love you slow like rainfall dreams, let me hold your name in sacred streams, let my words bless your life with love that you are not just a wife—you’re my life. So happy birthday, my Queen, my flame, my every whisper wrapped in our name. Sweet Ann, the years may come, but this truth remain: if I were born again, I would find only you. Happy birthday my love, Your Roger.
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