Resolving To Do Better…Never Again
Moderation in all things....
Sometimes once is one time too many!
I had a perfect wife.
She was the joy of my life.
A perfect husband I was not.
A better one she might have got.
She sacrificed for me daily;
No bitter tears, no weepy-waily.
I wasn’t bad, I could have been worse.
She could have complained, said something terse.
But smile she did, I knew that meaning
“He'll never help with all the cleaning?”
Her way was the best, I do agree.
It kept us whole, the her and me.
I resolved to do much better,
And “surprise her, if I can.”
She went out to mail a letter,
She came home and found it spic and span.
I had a perfect wife,
In fact I know none better.
She saw the house was spotless
And fell down to her knees.
She died an hour later,
I guess that shock her heart did freeze.
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© 2012 Demas W. Jasper All rights reserved.
Moderation in all things....
- Seattle Man Limerick
There once was a man with a perfect wife. His mistake was trying to do better. Sometimes once is one time too many!