Thank you, my love,

for the quiet mercy

you offer without question,

for every moment you hold me

when I softly unravel,

for the endless patience

woven into your embrace.

You cradle me gently,

a strength wrapped in tenderness,

your compassion a slow river

washing over my mistakes,

softening every sorrow,

healing each hidden wound.

I’ve wandered far,

only to find my way back

to your steady heart,

the sanctuary of your kindness,

where forgiveness blooms

like flowers after rain.

Thank you, my love,

for loving me quietly,

patiently,

even when my words falter,

when my spirit trembles—

for seeing the good in me

that sometimes I cannot see.

In your compassion,

I find redemption;

in your love,

I am gently reborn,

every day.