Ode To A Husband

[Irene]

Do any of you other women out there have trouble telling your hubbies how much you care for them????
I thought I would pen a few words for my old man

Ode To A Husband
© Irene Conner 23/03/2011

I love your special eyes of blue;
I love your cute behind.
I love your muscles, taut and true;
no better man I’d find.

I love your gentle empathy
that knows when I am sad;
the way you take good care of me –
and never make me mad.

I love the way you help at home –
you cannot do enough,
and I know you would never roam,
tho’ you can act so tough.

Please know how much I love you, dear;
I really think you’re cool.
My special man, I’ll make it clear –
you are my …. April Fool!!!


The WA Bush Poets have a small comp going for their next muster - April Fool, or something similar. 16 lines max, no more than 13 syllables per line - gave me something to do on the drive down to Perth!!!

[Stephen Whiteside]

That's horrible, Irene!

Btw, I've never heard of comps stipulating a maximum number of syllables per line. Interesting idea.

[Irene]

Awwww, come on Stephen - don't you think that is true of most men?????

the comp is just an informal one they have this time each year for a a bit of fun at their monthly muster. They just like the poems short as they run on a strict time frame - have to be out of the venue strictly on time!!!

[Dave Smith]

Irene Conner you had me sucked in for a minute, I thought your new grandbaby was having this affect on you.

TTFN

[Neville Briggs]

Irene !!!!!!!!

[Zondrae]

G'day Irene,

I was wondering where you had found such a paragon of virtue. (hereby keeping my new years resolution of using less common words) My old man is a diamond in the rough. I've been trying to knock the edges off him for 43 years... maybe one day. you never know. Hasn't washed a dish in a year and a half. But when I need him he is as solid as a rock and there is nothing in the world that he can't either do or have done.
He made me a frog pond yesterday.
I'll post my poem 'Renovations'.

[Bob Pacey]

It happens right from the start women find a good bloke.

First they walk into the church

Then put some money in the donation box

And once married they sing a few songs

From then on it's the same old story

I'll Change Hymn

cheers Bob

[thestoryteller]

Did you have your arms around him and looked him in the eye when you told him Irene.

Or were your fingers crossed behind your back.


Merv.