“to read a poem in january is as lovely as to go for a walk in june.”

 

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{via le love}

anyone who knows me knows i love june far more than i love january.

january: cold, stressful (finals and getting grades done).

june: sunny, end of school year.

i’m sure my husband wishes i’d brag about him more (he quite likes attention, which is the total opposite of me). i just am not a braggart, but a woman certainly needs to do it every once in awhile, so here goes.

my husband writes me poetry.

not many people really know that, but he is a poet of love. every once in awhile he just whips one up and hands it to me in his beautiful penmanship (yes, he really does have lovely handwriting). 

exhibit a:

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 lovely, isn’t it?

i love you husband.

 

{quotation by jean-paul sartre}

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2 Comments

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2 responses to ““to read a poem in january is as lovely as to go for a walk in june.”

  1. freedomtights

    Summer is lovely but winter is too. At the moment, here in Australia, we are having a heatwave and it will be 40 degrees (celsuis) all week. Sort’ve makes us australians dream of snow, even though most of us hardly ever see it. I guess we’ll settle with the glorious sight of icecubes instead 🙂

  2. klarobinson215

    I love reading about how in love with your husband you are! Beautiful.

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