From a Husband...

The day of birth,

Is when love begets love...

This time though,

The begotten love is divine from !

 

That bloomed on Earth,

Like a heavenly dove...

This time though,

In human form !

 

Nothing can match your worth,

A gift to me from above...

This time though,

To make my life happy and warm !

 

Life was dearth,

Till God made you behove...

This time though,

For a fantabulous transform !

 

Your divine net-worth...

To that i take a bow...

This time though,

It will become a routine norm !