Bunny's Stories.

MyDear.

We never had an 'awkward stage'
Our sparks collided,
Our souls connected,
And Our hearts beat as one.

Our hands interlocked perfectly,
and our bodies fit like a puzzle.
Like we were handmade by angels themselves,
to fill in each others missing pieces.

Your care-giving skills fed my empty heart,
And you made sure it was full.
My worrying never out-weighed your patience, we never fell apart.

Endgame was our goal,
And so endgame we became.
My dear, we made it.