WHY ARE GOOD MEN SO HARD TO FIND?
Often times, my pen will flow with praises of my girls,
One daughter, and one granddaughter,
Their qualities inspire me, Then poems are unfurled.
Yet all his life , there is a person
who has never touched my pen,
I wonder why, when my love for him
Is a love that´ll never end.
Never could I quarrel, or be angry with this one,
His tenderness when news is bad, just melts
my nervousness, He calms me like no other can.
In my eyes he can do no wrong, Knows the way to treat me,
His qualities are all a man could ever need,
A strength of character............ A stubbornness to see
a project through.
There´s no one quite like him, who´ll work
as long as there´s work to do..
He takes good care of the underdog,
Whoever they may be,
His feelings for the genuine poor,
spur him on to help, for sure.
His heart is soft and gentle, despite his strength of mind.,
But don´t try to take advantage, for he WILL repay in kind.
The love I feel wherever he is,
The love I feel whatever he does,
Is strong and permanent.!!
I love him like no other,
Well, I would, since I´m his mother.