My wife raised our children though
I tried to do my share.
Among mothers there were very few
who ever could compare.

She fed our kids, kept them clean,
and taught them their P’s and Q’s.
I’d come home from work for hugs
that I could really use.

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A different world we are in today,
but kind memories remain.
We muse about life’s journeys
into sunlight or the rain.

Today our loves take separate trips
where delight occurs.
Were we with them they might say,
“That old guy? He is hers.”