When I find love…

I hope he cares for me more than anyone ever has

I hope his smile lights up his face like a kid at Christmas

I hope his hugs hold me close, in a tall embrace

I hope he scoops me high into his arms

I hope his hair is brown and his eyes a dream

I hope his legs are strong and his arms are long

I hope he looks amazing in flannel and jeans

I hope he rides horses like a leaf on a breeze

I hope his face is smooth as an angel’s kiss

I hope his mind is sharp, his tongue is wise, and soft curiosity nests in his eyes

I hope his family is large and fun and free

I hope his sisters fall in love with me

I hope his parents love me almost more than they love him

I hope he shares the deepest recesses of his heart

I hope he reads the greatest novels

I hope he loves to read aloud

I hope he loves to cuddle before the fire

I hope he loves to cuddle all the time

I hope he has an eye for cleanliness and order

I hope he’s handy around the house

I hope he has a great devotion to Saint Joseph

I hope he loves to hear my writing

I hope he loves to have adventures

I hope he loves to stay at home

I hope he loves to dance spontaneously

I hope he loves to play games with me

I hope he likes to work with his hands

I hope he likes to sleep in sometimes

I hope he’s good at making meals

I hope he sings while washing dishes

I hope he’s not addicted to this world

I hope he’s good at letting go

I hope he likes to dream real big

I hope he’s always up to start again

I hope he loves God more than me

I hope God sends him presently