To My Soulmate

As you rush over to pick me up and hold me in your arms, kissing my face

You listen to all of my worries and ranting, never cutting me off

Or ignoring me, you are my critic and my biggest fan

We met at a garage in Gilbert and we were together ever since

You told your mother that night that you were going to marry me

And three months later you asked me in your roundabout way

Now she swears we were twins separated at birth, since we are identical in personalities

You are my favorite fishing, and hunting buddy of all time

Although I make you smell like a girl when you're going after the big buck

We blow kisses through our helmets and wrestle with eel pouts in the snow

You are my own and only, never to find another