My Christmas Angel
My Christmas angel is always my wife
Who loves me with patience of heart.
I couldn’t replace her with anyone else
As beautiful, compassionate and smart.
She lets me know when I’m inappropriate
Or when I’ve earned her favor and love.
She stays in control of my need for a woman
As I serve her and my Father above.
I never neglect to thank Heaven and God
For her love and our blessings from Him.
My angel of love is my wife at Christmas
As we adorn our tree to a Christian hymn.
When I think of life without her presence
I become fearful, upset and cry.
I love her more than life itself
Overwhelmingly till I die.
poem by Tom Zart
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