"he's My Man"
He's my love my strength my hope my life.
He married me along time ago and now I'm his wife.
We've had our problems but we made it through.
Without him I would not know what to do.
All these years he's been my man.
Cause for me he does all he can.
He's so kind he treats me like a queen.
Always sweet to me and never mean.
So handsome a real living doll.
He's blonde headed and 6"ft tall.
I'm lucky to have him in my life.
Cause he's the husband I'm the wife.
Teresa Skyles 2009-12-31
Wrote for The who love's ya baby by Deborah Guzzi contest.
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