Disclaimer: All is JK Rowling's. I'm just nourishing my imagination. Using her characters.
Enjoy!
August 8, 2003
Look at her,
Sitting there by the balcony,
Sun shining her face,
She look so beautiful,
My beautiful wife.
Look at her,
The motherly face I came to love,
The care that resides in her voice,
And the softness in her eyes,
I could not wish for more,
When what I have now is more than enough.
Look at her,
Sitting there by the crib,
Our son in her arms,
She was smiling her beautiful smile,
That tug my heart everytime I see it.
Look at her,
With the wrinkle by her eyes everytime she smile,
The smile that reach her hazel eyes that I fell in love with,
The eyes that are full of understanding.
Look at her,
She may have gained a little weight from carrying my baby,
But I have never loved her this much,
Like I love her right now.
Look at her,
Holding our infant son in her lap,
The boy who has my features, hair, and eyes,
But he has the kindness of his mother,
Her compassion and her wit.
Look at her,
I wished that god would let me live all my life with her,
When we vowed to each other in the altar,
To have and to hold from this day forward,
For better,
For worse,
For richer,
For poorer,
In sickness and health,
Until death do us part.
And I vow to myself,
To keep my love from harm,
Let it be fron the dark or light,
With my life.
I love you, Hermione.
A/N: I am fully aware that I haven't been publishing in a while. I've been busy dealing with studies, extra-curricular activities, heartbreaks and all. But I am fairly fine now. I'm currently working on a short story, based on my recent heartbreak experience. But I did altered a little so the story would be much more elaborated. As usual, you can comment on how I'm writing, what would you like, and if there's any mistake, I apologize. As I have told you before, English is my second language. Learning it in Malaysia is compulsory so I think my English is fairly good. Anyway, thanks for reading. And please wait on my next story. Much love xx.