The Love She Shares.
I see the tired look in her eyes the way her shoulders hang and the little grin on
her face my baby is tired some one once said a good deed don`t go unnoticed, it
should of said a good deed doesn`t come without burden,
she opened her heart opened her home opened arms only to find more hurt
more pain more sorrow, she has a heart as big as any and loves better then any
one but she`s weary disappointed and uncertain,
Is she doing enough, is she doing the right thing, is she taking on more then
she can handle a flower can only take so much rain before it surrenders and
falls ,
I was raised by a strong woman who took every burden and turned it into a
positive, I didn`t think in my life time I would find another who had as much
gumption tenacity, or love as her,
No one ever said life would be easy I for one know, but she is so forgiving
understanding, and so reluctant to take from her self and give to others for the
sake of there happiness and the sacrifice of hers,
On my knees and hands together I pray give my baby strength to make through
the day , adversity, triumph, and victory is not on her mind seeing to it that all is
well with others every time,
The flower I fell in love with has a steam as strong as a tree, the girl I call my
wife gives more then any including me, my baby will always be there for any one
even to the negative her hand she will extend,
To her I have the utmost respect for after the tears, after sorrow, after it all she
smiles picks her self up and starts again, the woman who looks for nothing in
return opens her heart as a friend.
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