There is a place inside you No map has ever traced, a quiet room behind the ribs where light forgets to stay. No one sees it when you smile, No one hears it when you speak. It moves beneath your laughter like a river running deep. It is yours alone to carry, not carved for other hands, a language made of silence Only your soul understands. Some mornings it is heavier, a stone you cannot name, And still you rise and wear your life as if it were the same. But pain, it does not leave you when ignored or pushed away, it waits within the folds of time, it learns you day by day. It is not your enemy, though it cuts without a sound; it is the truth you buried but still lives underground. And yes, there are nights it breaks you, when endurance feels too wide, when even breath feels borrowed And there is nowhere left to hide. Yet somehow you continue, not because you do not fall, but because within the breaking You still answer life’s call. You learn to walk beside it, not beneath it, not above...
It’s another year with you beside me,
A journey written in trust and care,
Love we kept alive through every season,
Guarded gently within our hearts, always there.
We held each other through quiet moments,
Through laughter, storms, and in-between,
Choosing faith when doubts would whisper,
Choosing love where fear had been.
Let this new year bring us more hope,
More reasons to smile, more ways to grow,
Let it draw us closer than ever before,
In ways only two true hearts can know.
May our bond be blessed with patience,
With understanding deep and true,
And if it is God’s destiny for us to stay,
May our love flourish in all we do.
I walk into this year hand in hand with you,
Grateful for all we’ve come through,
With a heart that knows, without a doubt—
I love you, yesterday, today, and every new year too.
© 2026 Gloria Penelope
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