i took the vows
i work my fingers to the bone, but my wife won't leave me alone
she is always looking for a fight, sometimes i think she just ain't right.
i'm sure she loves me in some way, but i'm finding it so hard to stay
women say they wish they had a man with qualities like me
but this is something she just doesn't see.
she's been a housewife more years than i care to count
i thought this was what marriage was all about.
she has most things that women dream of, even has her spouse's love.
but she nitty picks me to death and doesn't even take time to catch her breath.
i make a list of things to do, and she won't stop criticizing until i'm through.
is it that she is so insecure- that with me she's not sure?
why does negativity control her life - a little change would be nice.
i guess i'll have to accept this life- because i took the vows when she became my wife.
(C) L.RAMS 050115
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sounds like you are the perfect hubby to me. Routine for us all is so needed though when it takes over your life a little change can be good. So I wish you well.