Pretty scarred and unloved when I met this man
his kindness touched my heart, I said, love me if you can
and love me he did for 30 years and more
he touched my soul caressing it, until he made it whole
I was unforgiving, hard and soulless back
we married and I loved him but something I did lack
I'd been punched, kicked, abused, as I was growing up
was in a sorry state when this man offered me his cup
I was soothed and smothered, with a love I never knew
fought back tooth and nail, hid my inner self from view
but he was patient and loyal, had a heart of gold
when I was upset, I had his hand to hold
A love like no other was afforded to me alone
his texts of love he left for me on my mobile phone
before then he wrote love notes, left them on my car
how he had missed me, I was his shining star
As time passed, I mellowed, and I let him in
he warmed my heart and caressed my sorry soul within
he had faith in me and was proud of all I did
calling me his angel with all he had to give
He sadly passed away long before a good man should
part of me died inside, grief took my mind for good
after many years without him, I miss his cheerful face
he was my rock, my love, my heart, and he was my grace