She has a heart, which desires no hurt
She is incredibly beautiful; this is my eyes to judge
Works under the heat; of the scorching savannah
Yet she comes home to tender the kids, with love and vigor.
She does the chores, rising earlier than the cockerels
All the night she cuddles, the little monster can nag!
Her smile and theirs; are candles to my life
The energy and bursts that keep me from toppling
Family, relatives and friends the love to all, jealousy creeps sometimes
How can she after all still have love left for me?
Every day every time she thinks, to better the future
The path at times is dark; the sun shall rise for sure.
To the creator of All and her, forever I will be indebted
The random instance in life, which made our paths to cross
To the future we behold, my hand I stretch for you
The concretes we lay, a house shall come of it.
Dec 18, 2018
Dec 18, 2018 at 2:19 AM UTC
She has a heart, which desires no hurt
She is incredibly beautiful; this is my eyes to judge
Works under the heat; of the scorching savannah
Yet she comes home to tender the kids, with love and vigor.
She does the chores, rising earlier than the cockerels
All the night she cuddles, the little monster can nag!
Her smile and theirs; are candles to my life
The energy and bursts that keep me from toppling
Family, relatives and friends the love to all, jealousy creeps sometimes
How can she after all still have love left for me?
Every day every time she thinks, to better the future
The path at times is dark; the sun shall rise for sure.
To the creator of All and her, forever I will be indebted
The random instance in life, which made our paths to cross
To the future we behold, my hand I stretch for you
The concretes we lay, a house shall come of it.