The Lady Was His Wife.
(About a man I once knew)

I liked what I saw in him when we first met
How I then thought he was in life~
But then I found out how come his perfection
That was the day I met his wife~
She was the motor behind the machine
The force behind the will~
The heart and mind and the very soul
That continued on until~
In silence she quietly performed
As if nobody would ever know~
That the mainstay behind this man
Was the one that loved him so~
Not ever receiving credit
Not for a single deed~
And whenever he needed an answer
He d rush off to her with speed~
She was the lubrication that oiled his way
The balm that soothed his strife~
The very backbone of this man
The lady .. Was his wife~

Terrence Michael Sutton .
copyright 1981