This poem is one of admiration for the speaker's wife or girlfriend. This poem is listed in my book, Love and Liberation.
MY WOMAN
Her love’s as constant as the northern star
She loves, despite my idiosyncrasy
She loves, whether we’re near or far apart
No matter when, her love’s in sync with me
My woman loves unconditionally
Her sweet love for me can never be marred
Her heart is as pure as fresh morning dew
She lends her heart so mine may be made whole
Whether I laugh or cry, she feels it, too
When I’m feeling lost, it’s me her voice consoles
My woman comforts me, body and soul
For my sake, there’s nothing she would not do
She’s my sweet lady, the love of my life
Without her by my side, I’d surely die
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Reviewed by Hanley Harding (Reader)
Reviewed on September 1, 2007
Dear Sharon;
This is a strong and heartfelt declaration of love.
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This is a strong and heartfelt declaration of love.
Doc
Peace,
Dan