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Feb 23
A woman sat on an open plain,
A bed of flowers and great trees in her view
A man worked hard in great pain
But this was a man she knew

The man had worked hard all his life
Her presence kept him content
To protect her at all cost with all his might
And all his money he sent

He wondered why was it so
After all these many years
That he had fought and toilet high and low
To never see her tears

He wandered over to the chair
And asked her with a frown
Why do I do my fair share
But never I wear the crown

She smiled like a radiant sun
Beaming at her man
Let me tell you how you have won
With the love of a woman

When you work hard with your labor
I am here to clean you up
When you strive to do me favors
I bring you win in a cup

When you fight to keep us whole
Through the wrath of any storm
I keep you humble of the soul
I cuddle close to keep you warm

And when you're feeling down and blue
When you have so much work to do
You always know my love is true
And I will help you through and through

With that the man sat
Next to his loving wife
He never doubted that
He had won at life
For my future wife
Written by
Jason
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   Vianne Lior
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