In the Shadow of the Tetons
As the sun goes to rest, I can see in the fading light al the mysteries of life before me.
look to the one who shares my soul and lives in all my thoughts. Your soft and gentle ways are a comfort. You move in a quiet way, just as all the great mysteries do.
When I seek your consolation, your wisdom helps my eyes to see further, my ears to understand in a different way. Your voice, like a soft song, lifts my heart and soothes my soul.
I look to you for all the things I am not.
You – the woman I call wife.
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Image Size : 12 x 15.5
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