Whenever I’m wretched or suffering, weary or burden-bear, ostracized or isolated, you’ll always be there to support me under solitude and destitute. 

You are my companion when I feel deserted, good cheer when disheartened, a helper when helpless and my hope when hopeless. 

You bring light into darkness, sunshine into shadow. 

You serve as a match to light the dormant power within me, you are so potent that you frequently stir me up with your keen insight and sound reasons. you lift me to a higher plane where I breathe a purer atmosphere. my mental stature was and is increased by your illumination.

 We’ve gone all the way through harmonies and discords, but regardless of your breadth or limitations or whatever, your form is poetic and prosaic, picturesque and statuesque in my heart for ever and for good.

What you bring into my life is neither elaborate bric-a-bracs nor extravagant frescoes but the solid unchangeable frames of the house where my soul dwells.

You are the necessity of my life which cannot be substitute by any other figure, no one else will clasp my waist so gentlely and firmly, never troubled by my importunities.