I never thought of myself as much of a writer like Shakespeare, but I do understand the feelings expressed by Romeo. When he speaks of Juliet as the Sun and the moon being jealous of her beauty. I see the same thing in my love, Special K. I see her eyes as heavenly stars that keep me captive in her gaze. And I wander in the beauty thereof. Sometimes when Special K puts on her mits and touches her cheek I so envy the touch of her cheek. I never would compare a name or what to show that we belong to such a last name only to know we belong together. And when my Special K speaks, it's as a heralding angel. Knowing she is far above this mortal man but somehow has chosen me. There is nothing that holds me from my love except my promise to wait upon the time when we shall depart as willing traveler's to build our cabin which will become our home. Where love reins and the wholeness will be filled with blessed laughter. Forever merry with no strife, no envyness of one another but the ability to share in each other's glory. Not boasting but loving always prevailing. Our love will be gateway for all to see how God's harmony should be. My life only complete in watching, helping, loving my Special K for an eternity.

Dedicated to my love, my Special K.