I love you . . Just the way you are. . . Just the way you were when i first saw you . . Just the way you will look the day in your casket . . That is if you go before me but i hope its the other way round . . As strange as that may sound . .  I love you not for your flawless accent cos mine changed by accident . . Nor your spotless African skin. . .  Not for your tiny dimples so beautiful that i can spot them in darkness . . But for your softest heart . .   Your unique nature . . Someone that only a true God can create and a loving mother can nurture