Husbands
Autor: Joyce Guy  |  Album: fara album  |  Tematica: Diverse
Adaugata in 18/02/2006
My husband likes my company,
And likes to have me near,
He says I am his dearest friend,
And have been many a year.

If I venture to go near him
On some errand for myself
He asks if I would hand him
Something from the shelf.

If I venture onto the lawn
Where he perchance is mowing,
He says would I please clear the path
Ahead, where he is going.

His yell is heard across the house,
From inside the den,
The TV control is all messed up,
Would I fix it once again.

When we start a trip he checks the oil,
And gives the tires a kick;
"Honey, do you have your glasses?
Cause I can’t read this stick."

I love my husband dearly,
And always think he’s great,
But Lord, its plain to see
Why you called the wife ’helpmate’.
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