I Will Go To My Wife Poem by Gert Strydom

I will go to my wife and wrap my arms around her;
I will go and forget about all the things that hurt,
I will go as if I know about the depth of her love,
as if she will understand all of the sadness of my brokenness
and when I stand crying next to her
I will tell her about the things that are eating up my heart,
I will tell her that I do understand every raw cry
and totally stripped from conceit
I will tell her how much I do love her
and if she trembles like a small child
I will kiss her tenderly on her cheek,
remind her about days full of sunshine,
like a child convince her that life does have good things,
even if tears are still hanging heavy from her green-brown eyes.