It is true: <br />My husband <br />has never <br />taken out <br />the garbage <br />from our little house <br />in the suburbs. <br /> <br />My husband <br />has never <br />taken our children <br />out for the night <br />to trick-or-treating <br />as I sit <br />on the porch in a witch hat. <br /> <br />My husband <br />has never <br />come home from <br />a long day <br />to a special meal <br />I have prepared <br />just for him. <br /> <br />My husband <br />has never <br />told me he loves me <br />beside a warm fire <br />on our honeymoon. <br /> <br />But he will.<br /><br />Erica Francis<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/my-husband/
