Robin's husband's poetry
Roses are Red,
Sunflowers are Yella.
I am SSSOOOOOOOO Lucky,
That I am your fella.
Grass is Green,
The sky is Blue.
Life is SSSSOOOOOOOOOOO Beautiful,
Because of You.
Chicken is Tasty,
Gravy is Brown.
My days have been Wonderful,
Since you have been Around.
Deep as the Sea,
White as a Dove.
My life is SSSSSOOOOOOOOOOOO much better,
Now that I have your LOVE.		 When I think about :

My blood-pressure goes up,
and my knees get weak.

My tongue gets tied,
I can't hardly speak.

When you're not around,
I get sssssoooooo blue.

Cause no matter what,
I'll always love you.
 You are the reason that song birds sing.
You are the reason that church bells ring.
You are the reason that flowers smell sweet.
You give my old heart a reason to beat.
You make me tingle and you make me happy.
You make me glad I am our 3 children's Pappy.
You make me realize that our sweet God above,
felt that I was due a blessing and sent me you to LOVE.
Now don't get all red and go off huffin' and puffin'.
Just be confident that without you I'm nuthin'.

~~THIS IS THE FIRST TIME I HAVE EVER LOVED~~

This is the first time I have every loved;
Yours, the first face I cannot forget.
I think you are afraid, perhaps, and moved
To wonder whether you should do this yet.
I also am afraid, and yet I know
That wonder is a thing that needs a yes;
Shoud you step back and let this moment go,
Both you and I will have to live with less.
Please trust my love, as I must trust in yours.
It's strong as steel, as delicate as lace,
Immovable as battered granite shores:
I feel its power and unremitting grace.
So come, my love, and try this love with me;
Let your love speak, and then you will agree.
You think it's early,
but it's getting late.
Come on MOM,
let's eat some cake.
When we are finished,
you can put it in some Tupper.
All the while,
Amber will be hollering WHERE'S THE SUPPER !
You don't want presents,
not in bottles,boxes, or cans.
So, what is poor Matthew,
going to do with his hands.
You don't want dishes, gold, or silk,
and Chelsea will be saying -
I Want Chockie Milk.
Happy Birthday from your 3 Loving Children.		 If I could count the things that I love about you, I would have to borrow thousands of fingers and toes. If I could say the things that I love about you, the time that it would take no one really knows. To show how much that I love you would take many years,
When I think about your love for me, it brings on many happy tears.
- Holise
 

       

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