Karolina

You got the Wild West in your eyes. The hardcore northeastern streets in your brain. Latin America’s jungle in your hair. The European renaissance in your lips. The mysteries of Asia in your skin. And Africa’s movement in your hips.

Your summers are Miami heat. Your winters are Boston Celtics. I can see you wearing only a pair of Red Sox. And if the war came home, I be a patriot at your front door while you hold down the family in the back.

The moment I laid eyes on you I knew I wanted to lay by your side until I could never rise again. You inspire me, you give me courage, you make me make myself complete, so when I see you there is more love to give.

I only hope I do the same for you and our babies, our children, our sons and daughters. For when I see them open their eyes and let it remind me of the infinite potential between you and I.