The Perfect Husband

My husband’s eyes are blue as the clear sky.
His hair—gold like the sun’s early morning
rays. His bright smile dries the tears I shed.
With him, my heart is constantly soaring
the highest clouds in the heavens above.
His heart so large and full of love so true.
His hands hold mine as if they were a glove
keeping me safe from hurts anew.
My husband’s courage gives me energy;
to face each day with bliss and hope.
The warmth from his great heart is constantly
engulfing me; helping me to hold.
My husband-- my refuge and my life;
that is why I’m glad to be his love.







Poetry