Wednesday, November 14, 2007


One night
after the kids were in bed
and everything was settled down
Doug and I sat down to relax
in the family room
like we usually do
and I looked at him
and thought about
what a good man I married.
He loves our family
and takes good care of us.
He would give all he had
to help someone in need.
He's a friend to everyone.
A good provider
and great companion.

How did I get so lucky?

1 comment:

Dean said...

Because you deserve such a wonderful man. You are a wonderful wife and mother! He's lucky too! What a great pair!