My Valentine by Gary R. Ferris
My Valentine isn’t always nice and sweet,
Some of those qualities she doesn’t always meet;
She spends all day raising my boy;
Going to work and being my toy.
She is the doctor and cleans my house,
Not to delicate to kill a mouse;
She tolerates and mends my dogs,
Plays with my son and handles his frogs.
She washes our clothes and puts up with my friends,
Loves my daughter and all of her trends;
She takes care of us and gives us something to eat,
And scold the boy when he doesn’t raise the seat.
She isn’t always nice and sweet,
Those qualities she doesn’t always meet;
But to me and my family she’s sent from above,
She’s our mother and wife, the one we love.