My husband is a man of patience and loyalty

He whispers that I’m beautiful and treats me like royalty…

He’s put up with so much as I have worked through my pain

Sometimes I wonder if he stays wondering what’s left to gain…

I don’t know why he puts up with a wretch like me

I think if I were him I would toss me into the sea…

I am not an easy person to love for I wish it was so

Underneath it all I fall way below…

His patience baffles me on a daily basis

I sit and stand and I do lots of pacing

I do not feel worthy as I stop and reflect

It give me chills when he kisses my neck…

My hope is that he’ll stay through thick and through thin

Because I don’t think I’ll find another person like him….