“My Best Half”

Like the old saying,"You have to get your own".
My wife is one of a kind, she can't be cloned.

She does a hell of of a job standing by her man.
When I stumble and slip she aids my balance so I can stand.

It feels like a blessing from the sky.
How she puts a a smile on my face
and dry my eyes when I cry.

I think God took his time when he he made her.
I know I would commit a crime just to save her.

These aren't words alone just to make a a rhyme.
My heart grows stronger since we met the first time.

She's not a great wife but even a greater mother.
Just like pork chops, her gravy of love continues to smother.

In the world alone I'd probably full of wrath.
Blessed from God I'm saved, bEl cause of "My Best "

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