My Wife

   My Wife

Laughter is her calling card
It starts at break of day
It echoes through and warms the house
In such a special way
It triggers off the sunshine
That others need to find
When grumpiness and tiredness
Arise with draw of blind
And like the early morning bird
Who whistles for the dawn
That laughter reaches far and wide
Outside the walls of home
I can hear her on the mobile
Somehow, she seems to know
The very little things to say
To set someone aglow
And then whene’er a stranger calls
‘Tis often that I see
A smiling face depart our home
Their spirit oft set free
Nothing seems too difficult
Her work seems not a chore
For her, who has such love to give
I love her more and more
Perhaps you wonder why sometimes
I don’t tell her to rest
It might just make her laugh at me
I won’t disturb our nest