I saw you waltz across the restaurant
With that tray in your hand
Your movement
Your poise
So captivating
So graceful

You came to my table
With your pad in your hand
With the voice of an angel
You asked if I wanted anything
It was all I could do not to sound foolish
Not to say or do anything stupid
So taken by your beauty I am

When you took my order and left
I could not help but watch

Filling drinks
Delivering food
An exotic rhythmic dance across the floor
When you brought me my food
I felt like I was being fed by a goddess

I ate my meal
but I could not help
But glance up at you from time to time
As you glided gracefully here and there

I finished and paid for my meal
I caught one last glance of you
Then I headed out the door

My husband is a good man,
he does the best that he can;
I feel safe within his arms,
with him there is no harm.
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He does all of the chores,
with my disabilities,
I can't any more;
He's faithful, caring and kind,
without him I'd lose my mind.
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He's such a blessing to me,
fulfilling all of my needs;
He holds me, oh so tight,
no matter the darkness outside.
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He is the man of my dreams,
he is my everything;
I couldn't ask God for more,
then the husband whom I adore!

Look at that there!  
Wow!  a witticism!
Ouch... it bites!

©  2019 Jim Davis