A Big Red Valentine

Dear Big Red
How do I LOVE thee?
Let me count the ways.
(a somewhat silly poem for my man)

First, you love the Lord
It shows in every way
Your decisions show His wisdom
From His will you would not stray

You love our little darlins'
You hug and guide and tease
They think you are annoying, but they'd miss it all the same
If you gave in and let them do things just the way they please.

It's clear I am no poet, from this silly little rhyme
For you, I'm baking cookies
So I just don't have the time

February 14th doesn't make you think of love
It makes you think of takedowns, pins, and other wrestling things
After 16 years of marriage, I've learned to love you more
no matter what this season brings

Cause I love a man who makes me laugh each and every day
even when he flushes earrings down the toilet drain
You're my best friend, and that's a fact
come snow, drought, mud, or rain.

This poem will embarrass our teenager
Yes, I know that this is true
But we're having fun with it
And what else is really new?

And so I'll end this with one request
that you'll always be mine
You forever hold my heart
You're my Big Red Valentine!