Pride Poem by ivor or ivor.e hogg

My lady likes but does not need
to deck herself with jewellery.
I do not argue I concede
that she is wiser far than me.
Her gew gaws complement her clothes
attracting envious glances
from other ladies. I suppose
that in some manner this enhances.
The pride I feel escorting her
when we have donned our finery
When we are dining out somewhere.
Quite how she does it baffles me.
I only know I’m filled with pride
to have my lady by my side.

12-Mar-08