Happy 13th Anniversary

The voice of my beloved!
   Behold, he comes,
leaping over the mountains,
   bounding over the hills.
My beloved is like a gazelle
   or a young stag.
Behold, there he stands
   behind our wall,
gazing through the windows,
   looking through the lattice.
My beloved speaks and says to me:

"Arise, my love, my beautiful one,
   and come away,
for behold, the winter is past;
the rain is over and gone.
The flowers appear on the earth,
   the time of singing has come,
and the voice of the turtledove
   is heard in our land.
The fig tree ripens its figs,
   and the vines are in blossom;
   they give forth fragrance.
Arise, my love, my beautiful one,
   and come away.
O my dove, in the clefts of the rock,
   in the crannies of the cliff,
let me see your face,
   let me hear your voice,
for your voice is sweet,
   and your face is lovely.
Catch the foxes for us,
   the little foxes
that spoil the vineyards,
for our vineyards are in blossom."

 My beloved is mine, and I am his;
   he grazes among the lilies.
Until the day breathes
   and the shadows flee,
turn, my beloved, be like a gazelle
   or a young stag on cleft mountains.

Song of Solomon 2:8-17

(emphasis added by me)

I love you, Rob!

 

I look forward to the

 

next 13 years together

 

with you, My Love .