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WHY I LOVE HIMHis eyes so blue,They warm me so. His arms so strong, They hold me tight. His heart so big, It helps me grow. His hands so gentle, I feel alright. His mind so brilliant, Thoughts I will not outgrow. His lips so soft, They entice my delight. His smile so deep, It makes me glow. His humor so witty, I giggle so outright. His kisses so delicate, I tingle from head to toe. His creativity so imaginative, My inspiration it does invite. His ambitions so determined, This I truly know. And that is why I love him, Because of all these things I write. I AM HISI am his wife,I feel so strong. I am his helper, I feel so essential. I am his friend, I feel so needed. I am his admirer, I feel so blessed. I am his supporter, I feel so necessary. I am his mediator, I feel so important. I am his lover, I feel so cherished. |
November 2002  Our House August 2002  My Sons May 2001  Patootie December 2002  Delilah May 2002 |
HIS PAINHow can I help to heal his pain?Somewhere deep inside, The man I love still exists, But he's lost and confused. I try so hard everyday, To make him feel content. I talk with him and work with him, Trying to make him feel secure, But he says he's not strong anymore. My sister says I can't fix him, But if I can't who can? After ten years of marriage, Aren't I his closest friend? Time can heal some of the pain, This I can only hope. I can not help but wonder, Did I contribute to his anguish? And that I truly regeret. So I will try my very best, To help him understand, That he is needed, loved and wanted. Because he is the man I love, And nothing else seems to matter. WHERE I GREW UPEvery morning I walk the dogDown the streets I walked as a child But somehow things have changed I see the houses different now Standing still and tall I had a friend that lived right there And another down the street But they've all moved away Someone else has hung their hat And made it now their home Yet somehow things are still the same Tree lined streets & manicured lawns The neighbor that waves as I walk past The sidewalk where I fell skating A sense of happiness comes over me This is where I grew up And the place I call my home |