I married a mountain man

the kind of man whose smile brightens my whole world

with dirt under his fingernails

and sweat on his brow

the kind of man who shows his love in everyday simple acts

whose heart is so generous and big

who listens and hears me beyond my words

the kind of man with blue sky and clouds reflecting in his eyes

along with a soulful twinkle

and a bright spark of fiery light

the kind of man whose laughter is as joyful as a child’s

who constantly surprises me

and fills me with awe when his spirit shines so bright

the kind of man with an ax over one shoulder

who splits firewood for his family

and plants flowers to satisfy his soul

the kind of man who works hard, yet remembers to play

who smells like sweet sawdust

and gets bits of moss in his hair

the kind that walks his own path with a quiet wisdom

whose presence immediately relaxes me

and makes me breathe more deeply

I married a man who reminds me

to stay true to myself

who reminds me to sing

dance, create art, write

to express my soul

to dig in the dirt

to nourish myself

to laugh

to be joyful

to live life to the fullest

I married a man who reminds me what’s important in life

and what true love is all about