As I close my eyes, I clinch my hands.
With tear filled eyes, I wonder where are my friends.
Behind these bars there's only one that's held tight.
Its the woman I swore to love, each and every night.
She comes to every visit and patiently waits on my calls.
She's the angel that picks me up when I stumble and fall.
Yet she's the woman I put through hell for her to only love me more.
She's the only woman Ill ever love, the woman I adore.
The woman deserves a king for the love to me she has shown.
Yet I apologize for the way I once treated you, If only I would have known.
I thank you Briana NIcole for the person you are today.
If I had it to do all over I'd still choose you to hold my hand along the way.
To my wife Briana From your husband Shawn
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- Comment from author about the poem: This poem is to my beautiful wife, loving and good mother that she is. I love her unconditonally and nothing will ever change that. She has always been there through the good and bad times
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That is so wonderful. Nicely done. She is very lucky!
Thanks for sharing your first poem SHAWN ~ Beautiful ~ a mixture of joy and remorse ! I'm not married but I know how devoted my Mother was and the wives of my Friends. The GOOD BOOK says "The Man who finds a WIFE ~ discovers an excellent treasure" It doe not say the same about Husbands ! Thanks for sharing ~ more please ~ Thanks BRIAN.
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