Funny Face

She looks kinda cute even when she is mad yet, so composed when things turn out bad. How she smiles even in deep, sweet slumber that I love watching whenever I am with her. Kids get sick, turns me into a nervous wreck, she just smiles “Relax, hon, get some sleep” and while I’m snoring totally lost to the world, she lovingly nurses them with a heart of gold. Next morning she whispers “How’s my man?” what have I done to deserve such a woman! I smile thinking her children really total five the oldest of whom is fast approaching 55. When I erupt like a volcano she allows me then soothes it with “Are you okay, honey?” “Now let's talk about this like sane people” leaving me chastened, a choleric old fool. I often wonder how she lasted long years living with my juvenile, explosive temper. I just count every blessing, this nut case married to a lady I fondly call Funny Face.