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she's my warrior.

my princess.

she's strong, she's lovely, she's full of surprises.

her hair is silver blond, her eyes are the color of the sky on a clear spring day, her cheeks are sprinkled with freckles, and when she laughs it fills me with joy.

we've shared so many things together--those deep belly laughs that make you think you might get abs, the stupid jokes, the jabs at the silly boys, the innuendos, the secrets.

she would kill for me.  i would kill for her.

she's so strong inside.  i know she hurts, but she doesn't show it.  her father--her best friend, her partner in crime--died just a few years ago.  and i know she feels the scar of his passing so acutely, though she would never let anyone see her cry.  

she longs to be loved.

i hope she finds a man who will treasure her like the gem she is.

she's a blessing to me.  

i love her.

--6.8.17

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