Remembering the patience that we vowed I spoke of never under minding you…Never placing you behind me except to protect…and to always express just how proud…How proud of life I am
The emotion evoked by well-being, success, good fortune or by the prospect of possessing what one desires; accounts for the makings of you
So I shall call you my joy and my delight…the silhouette of morning painted mountain side… Or perhaps I’ll call you my night That hour which I lie in you until sleep
On the decor of beauty’s flawless train you sit…you standout…you sparkle with propriety, and you pronounce by matrimony my last name
So what I’m moved to express is:
I’ll always be considerate Never play illiterate Love you from where the spirit is And always take you serious
Promising to always be attentive written by; mario a. vernon...dedicated to the wisdom of maya angelou
