Sweetest P... Sweet Memory...

I have the most wonderful man in my life, I call him P... and I also call him Sweet P, he in turn calls me Sweet V... I know, SWEET... Huh?
One year ago on Valentines Day he wrote me a poem... a poem that made me cry, sweet tears of joy and thankfulness that, God the Universe, put this man in my life! I said the title should be Yvonne, since he wrote it just for me and P agreed, so I have titled it - Yvonne.

Here is that poem:

Yvonne
Kind and lovely with soul so fair, your
laughter like raindrops that sweeten the
air: A heart that has loved and loves even
still, with gentleness of spirit the dark
valleys fill. What would one give for a
love such as this, and how does one
measure the worth of a kiss? With a touch
so tender and lips so divine, there's only
one question - will you be my Valentine?
PRH 2/14/2009

Well, what do you think I said? Yes...yes...YES..
A Million times, Yes!