We look around,
to see what's there,
nothing to see or is there,
why do we stare at a lady walking by,
is it the fact that she is here,
or the fact we cannot do without them,
we laugh and joke with the mates,
but with our ladies our secrets we share,
we share our love and make no mistake,
we share our lives too,
our inner soul we show to them,
we need to love and care for them,
the love is shown by our children too,
for without a women what would men do,
no more children to come forth,
that makes no women too,
so take care of that lady of yours,
and love her through and through,
for if we lose the women in our lives,
what would us men do.
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Truly beautiful sentiments contained in this touching piece.