Everyday Love: The Plan

About 2 weeks after my marriage to Jill, I left her the first of what I now call, "everyday love notes". It read simply, "Sleep on my queen and when you dream, dream me to be your king." 19 and half years, and several hundred notes later, I still find a new reason everyday to fall in love with her and I am still searching for the right words to express it.

So for the next year I am writing an "everyday love note" everyday. Honest expression of a man's love for his wife and how daily that love looks, lives and lasts.

All of these I will post here , and all of these I will write and leave for Jill.

Year in Review

I have learned a lot over the past year while trying to write each of these poems on a daily basis. It wasn't as easy as I thought it would be but neither is love. There are good poems, great poems and poems that still need work...just like boening in love, there are good days, great days and days that I could have put some more work into. And even though every line is true...just like true love, sometimes it is stretch or hope that gets you there.

I hope there has been something the eveyone can relate to and draw from...I don't think my experience is too far removed when you really think about why you love the one you do. Thanks for reading and loving. Most of all, thanks to Jill, for being the women who inspired this project and daily gives me reasons to love her. I love you.

Dan

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

My heart string

Tie my heart string round your finger
to help you  keep in mind
the love I have is deep and lingers
from beginning to past the end of time

Hold my heart string tight and don't let go
I will follow where you lead
my love for you is all I  know
it satisfies my every need

Tie my heart string up with yours
collect it where it fallen slack
bound together we will open doors
and never want to look longing back

Lay my heart string on your chest
may it be all the weight you need to bear
I will do my part to balance the rest
and meet your daily need or care

Take my heart string to your grave
for in that day my rhythms cease 
Standing guard, all storms I'll brave
ensuring that you rest in peace.
Posted by dan knudson at 10:55 PM

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