My husband is really the best.
He helps Dad so that I can get rest.
He takes garbage out,
Lets it slide when I pout,
Listens while I get things off my chest.
He constantly watches my list
To keep up with how he can assist.
Though his worries turn east
And I can be a beast,
He is quick with a hug and a kiss.
He loves my dad as though he was his,
Loves my mom just as she is.
Makes me smile when I'm sad,
Tries hard not to get mad,
What a partner to have in this biz!
This is sillier than I intended,
But you all know he should be commended.
"An angel" Aunt Jim said,
(Which will go to his head!),
I'm just blessed to be thusly best-friended.
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2 comments:
What an awesome poem, Rachael....
I'll send you a personal email at
your dad's email address that tells
the story of unconditional love and
how God meant it to be. You may share is with whomever you desire.
Love, Russ
Finding a rhyme for "commended" is pretty stinkin' amazing. Loved the poem, love you guys.
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