No Man Could Ever Ask For More Poem by JAMES T. ADAIR

No good man could ever ask
or hope for more
than the love of a such a sweet woman
No more could she adore
the man from whose heart she can't part
The one whom she feels created for
She loves this man because she feels his heart
and needs him like she never needed anyone before
No good man could ever hope or ask for more

She has no money
but here in her heart there's milk and honey
love is evergreen, blooming and bountiful
her heart so longing and so dutiful
and I notice her as beautiful
I wish somehow of her kind there were more
Because women with hearts so true are few and far between
They don't make them like that much anymore
No man could ever hope or ask for more

She counts the minutes in each hour
of each passing day
and loves him even more
each moment he's away
And then I see her feeling inadequate and sad
that she has no gifts to give and no other way to say
and it touches my own heart to see her suffering far away
Never from him will she stray, she believes in evermore
No good man could ever hope or ask for more

As she frets about having neither greeting card nor gift to send
She feels so helpless and her failure she feels to no end
For her poverty she feels she must make apology
Or must somehow defend
While all along her heart is weary, breaking, to cherish the love
From every fiber of her heart and soul she strains somehow to send...
long after most women would have run and closed love’s door
I think to myself and wish to tell her somehow
You’re an angel: No man could ever ask or hope for more