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Ode to my Wife

In response to Scott’s Daily Prompt, Cupid’s Arrow

Through glass doors, I saw your eyes
They struck me that very first time
And as you waited, I felt surprise
And bells began to chime
I had been resigned until that day
To accept a single life
Now it seemed I must find a way
To make this girl my wife
I opened up those doors that day
And let you in my life

You sashayed by in your silky skirt
More than my heart arose
I wondered if would just be hurt
If this road I chose
History did not promise much
My track record did not shine
But your perfection I longed to touch
Could it be that you’d be mine?
To the smallest hope, I would clutch
And revelled in your shine

Your beauty, your smile they stole my heart
I longed to hold you near
To be your friend was a shaky start
Al least I could be near
Until that day we made took the leap
We became more than friends
Then my heart was forever deep
With a love that never ends
And though age and time forever creep
This love still never ends

Your ever happy shining heart
Lights my life through every waking hour
You are a living work of art
A beauty like a flower
You stir my lust, you stir my love
You want to make me grow
You are sunshine from above
A perfect warming glow
You are my hope bringing dove
May your light forever flow


Scott Bailey is an author and blogger. His works include the dystopian novel “Mankind Limited”, "Thirteen Tales" – a collection of Ghost Stories and “A Spring of Dreams” collection of poetry, plus his latest work, a collection of epic poems - Andervayne's Dream. His blogging ranges across family articles, poetry and short stories and even the odd book or movie review.

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