To my Husband: Who always finds a way….
In the wagging tails, a joyful spree,
As our dogs dance, wild and free.
They twirl and spin, a furry delight,
Then vanish into blankets, snug for the night.
But still, I wait, my heart on hold,
For your gentle voice, soothing and bold.
In life’s endless stream, the highs, the lows,
Through every ebb, every flow,
You are my constant, my guiding light,
The one who makes everything right.
Yet, when morning comes, with a playful shove,
You’re the one who pulls the covers off,
Laughing, you say with a loving jest,
“Get the hell out of bed and be your best!”
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