At times he may have made you mad <br />behaving like a little lad! <br />Needing you to see him through <br />As his dependence on you grew. <br />The living of his daily life <br />a problem without you, his wife. <br />But he lit your` day like the high bright sun <br />And was the rock you leaned upon. <br /> <br />You sit and think of times gone by <br />Perhaps you have a little cry <br />A life that had its ups and downs <br />It had its smiles it had its frowns <br />But when you take it warts and all <br />You know for sure that you would fall <br />For that same man who spent his life <br />Alongside you, his loving wife. <br /> <br />The little things he didn`t do <br />Important things they were, to you. <br />His mind just could not understand <br />that words could make you feel so grand. <br />There were no lessons he could take <br />on how a little touch could make <br />you feel just like a girl again <br />longing for her handsome swain. <br /> <br /> <br />He did the best that he knew how. <br />You know he loved you, then, and now. <br />They`ll live forever in your` mind <br />the happy times, the loving kind. <br />So think of him and wear a grin <br />show you can take it on the chin. <br />And if your` friends should ask you why? <br />Say ' I`ll be with him by and by ' <br /> <br />Copyright B Hough 2010<br /><br />George Bernard Hough<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ode-to-a-widow/
