Dear Future Wife,
I hope you’re doing just
Beautiful.
It’s the last Friday
Of the blessed month
And hopefully in the next
365 days, we’ll be living the
Prayers we made this Ramadan.
By then, I wouldn’t
Be skipping my suhoor
Because I have you around to
Wake me up for it and our Iftaar,
Dear Darling, It would be in a
Grand style.
I will feed you,
With total ease, knowing
That In every morsel you’ve
Taken, I will be hugely rewarded.
I will make sure that
I romanticize my words
Into actions and to bring
This never ending dream into
Reality.
May we breathe life
To this poem as the Mr
& Mrs that we would be.
Your Darling Future
Husband |•
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