One of the greatest treasures, I know of in this life is the love of a good marriage.
A good husband is when he looks at you
And his face lights up the room.
When you fall asleep with another book
Upon your breast,
And you are woken with the gentle touch
Of your husband trying to remove it
To set on the night table.
Laughing and playing like two children
Never getting enough
At the days end.
Wishing for another tomorrow
As you both grow old
Happy with each moment
The two of you have shared.
But most of all,
Thanking Allah you got to even meet.
-HRM Deborah
A good husband is when he looks at you
And his face lights up the room.
When you fall asleep with another book
Upon your breast,
And you are woken with the gentle touch
Of your husband trying to remove it
To set on the night table.
Laughing and playing like two children
Never getting enough
At the days end.
Wishing for another tomorrow
As you both grow old
Happy with each moment
The two of you have shared.
But most of all,
Thanking Allah you got to even meet.
-HRM Deborah
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