Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jan 2019
How many days
And how many ways
Can a man disparage his wife?

In my experience,
The ways are infinite,
And the days seem the rest of her life.

But the Lord has heard
My lonely cries
As He lends to me His ear.

And as I sit
With tears free falling,
He whispers, “Child, come near.”

For even though
My earthly husband
May never see an ounce of worth,

I am held
In love so dear
By the King of all the earth!
Written by
Syates
95
     Fawn
Please log in to view and add comments on poems