A Dozen Things

All the things she doesn’t show 

Those dozen things, would not expect

She takes my thoughts and yet foregoes

So I wouldn’t stoop and recollect 

 

At times, the urge, pontificate 

She tries to listen through her smiles

She checks her watch, deliberates 

There are no answers, only trials

 

And then the funk, the doom and gloom

Silence, deep, and full of cries

Where have you gone, inside your room 

She gives her best and wonders why

 

She understands me there’s no doubt

Cannot compare her knowledge base

Inside my skin I scream and shout

No tally kept, been all erased 

 

Those eyes of blue with orange specks 

Truth be told, cannot deceive 

She likes me strong to stand erect

No time for doubts, but to believe

 

A list is placed, an plea ordained

Come now, at once, and do that now

Whatever lost is now regained 

In sacrifice, the horse and plow

 

The soft remains in her restraint

She seldom buckles in my rant

Despite my drama, trite and quaint

Not a whisper, not a pant

 

She knows me better than I know

My trust is placed inside her heart

A better man, I see my glow

When she’s beside me, takes her part

 

What God has shown me, lasted years

This gift of love rolled up in her

With all my failings and my fears 

Time went so fast, in such a blur 

 

I owe it all, she asks for none 

‘Twas God, she said, made her this way

In finding her, life had begun 

This grace of love in true display 

 

To God, give thanks, His gift divine

His mercy shown, did not deserve

The moments passing, out of time 

She showed her love which I conserve

 

And all those things she does, respect

In sacrificial eyes I see

I never thought I could expect

That she could love a wretch like me