Nineers

The day I walked down the aisle, I knew you were mine. Years gone by to nine; I still want you for a lifetime. Today, I will remember. With or without flowers; Still, I will treasure. Since forever can never be measured. Consider this a cliché; Or I may sound a little clingy; ‘Coz after all these years; You’re still my favorite, for a tete-a-tete; While gorging ourselves on our favorite gourmet; The journey may still be long. Arguments may come along. But this I’ll tell you, to you I belong. And cuddling may take all night long. Though your surprises never seems to catch me like awe. Yet your humor drives me to the heartiest guffaw. Now I want you to know. I still feel the same, the day I say my “I DO.”, nine years ago.