Poetry Weaver

He loves me every day
I rarely get flowers
Or diamonds or trips

Instead i get warm hellos
An even temper and
Stability i can count on

I get a helping hand around the house
I get forgiveness, understanding and
Unconditional love

He shows me not so much by words
But by his actions that he loves me
Every day.

And I love him the same.

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