Husband's Love
Today you told me you loved me so much,
That you don't even know,
You couldn't place why that was,
But a few ideas you wanted to show:
What a good job I've done with the boys, or maybe tending to you?
As for the house cleaning, not so much,
But we agree it's kept tidy too.
We laugh, often and sometimes hard,
It can even lead to tears,
And if we're feeling somewhat jarred,
other times we share our deepest fears.
But today, you realized what it is,
that feeling that brings you Close to me,
It's not the kids, house or jokes,
it's just letting you be free!
The story behind the poem:
I had supported my husband through college as his "editor" on his various papers. This continued into his first and second jobs in administration. Then I supported him when he joined a principal training program and was gone 5 times over the course of a year to visit other school districts nationwide.
He said one night I had "given him his wings" to be free to pursue his career. And I was happy to help.
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Make Mistakes. Breath, Reflect. and Laugh.Out.Loud
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Make Mistakes. Breath, Reflect. and Laugh.Out.Loud
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