My Duno

Here I vow, through dark and dawn,

Through every dusk and every yawn,

Through countless days the years have penned,

He is my love, my home, my end.

In quiet time that slipped away,

In ordinary night and day,

No grand display, no loud pretend,

Just him, my truth, my constant friend.

Through seasons turning, soft, unseen,

In all we were and all we have been,

No count we kept, yet hearts would know

How deep, how far our roots would grow.

Through whispered rain and silent fight,

Through every wrong he made feel right,

When life would break and start to bend

He stayed,my strength I could depend.

In all the days we never named,

In all the fires we never blamed,

Through every scar we chose to mend

He was my peace, my means to mend.

And though the years moved calm and deep,

In promises we chose to keep,

No measure needed to transcend

He is my always, without end.

So here I stand, no need to pretend,

Not just my love ,my closest friend,

And in whatever lies ahead

He is my forever, no words left unsaid.

– Vaishnavi Ojha