My beloved

I want to send a great big hug out there to you.
I know how hard you have been working honey.
I see the hours add up in your long days
I am so honored by your patient gentle kindness as the chores pill up each day.
I want so badly to dive in and put them all away.
If I could I would have it where you would come home
to a palace clean and a dinner exquisite prepared.
Laundry all washed, ironed and put away.
With all clutter that annoys us in the proper place.
Oh what I want to present to you in this my frame.
All of fifty pounds removed. To be as gorgeous as before.
Legs freshly shaved and hair washed and adorned.
Hands and feet manicured like they once were.

You enter to see me next to pains door with my face all worn from the long day
Children are happy and tackle you before I can get near to you.
I am just a ball of "can't take this anymore"
I long to dance before you once more with the glee and delight that you again have entered or door.
I know that this will pass and again I'll return to my common expression of peace like before.
You , you have been too gentle so kind at evening time when tired and worn you ask me if you can get a glass of water for me.
A servant , a servant you are and have always been
Giving and giving and this is the life you are living.
I know it is a gift with no expectation of anything more.
I give you the sunshine the children's glee.
I give you the true heart within me the one who celebrates you all the more.
I give you a wifes heart. A woman you adore. A promise that I am not to sure I can keep, one to lose this weight and regain my strength. A focus that is a big o' challenge.
I fear the discipline like a little child that throws a fit.
Yet I hold on to those old jeans hoping someday they might magically fit.
When I can I'll get those shots for this old knee and maybe perhaps it will help me get free to walk and to roam all this sedentary lifestyle gone.